I love the stench on my clothes after a concert. It's a combo of beer, cigarettes and sweat. It's good stuff. I finally saw Dropkick Murphys in concert last night...well "saw" might not be the right word for it. Before I had a chance to take my glasses off myself I took a shot in the back and they went flying off my face. After the show I recovered something that may have at one point been my precious vision enablers, but they were too mangled to be saved.

Anyway, Dropkick Murphys was pretty sweet. Though it did reconfirm for me that I like their older stuff a lot more than the new. I was vaugely dissapointed that they didn't do the TNT break in the middle of Skinhead on the MBTA. Oh well, maybe they don't do that anymore.

The opening acts were The Deadly Sins, The Briggs, and The Aggrolites. The Deadly Sins sounded to me like a punk band fronted by Pat Benatar, they weren't bad just nothing special in my opinion. The Briggs were pretty sweet, kind of piratey which is cool. I really really liked the Aggrolites, they called their music dirty reggae but if you ask me it was 3rd wave ska without a horn section, but I dug it whatever it was.

Apparently there are still people who don't know this rule so I'll restate it here. Do not wear the T-shirt of the band you're going to see, you look like a dick. The only thing worse than this is to BUY the shirt at the concert and then put it on over the shirt you already wore, once again, a dick.

The following people are also dicks:
Guys who take their delicate girlfriends to the front of a DKM show and then act all angry when a pit explodes around them and endangers their precious flowers.
Guys who try to crowd surf during the between band recorded music.
Anyone over 200 lbs who tries to crowd surf ever.
Guys who forget to take their glasses off and have to spend the rest of the evening blind.
Men with feathered hair that would put David Cassidy to shame.
I'm sure there are others but they're not coming to me.