Last night marked my first visit to the Starlite room (ex-Rev) for metric. Things did not go well. For starters, it was an all ages gig, which meant no booze. This necessitated a extended visit to the dubious Hawkeye's next door, who's owners are no doubt rubbing their hands in anticipation of the overflow of alcoholic 20-somethings that will spill over from the Starlite.
Secondly, the show was sold out and possibly oversold, so you couldn't move for all the 17 year old hipster pups jamming the front of the stage. As for the new venue itself, it looked pretty similar to the old haunt, albeit daubed with tons of red paint. The stage itself has been moved to the north entrance. Strangest of all, though, is the fact that the floor slopes quite dramatically away from the stage, meaning those unfortunate enough to get stuck near the back had a great view of a shitload of $45 haircuts.
As for the band, well, maybe it's because I've seen 'em thrice in the last nine months, but I would have rather spent the money on beer and stayed home and listened to the CD. They left me quite cold.
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