I have to say that whoever runs the Birch Hill Nite Club is a total jack off because snow and freezing rain was falling down on our heads and not only did they not open the doors on time (I've never gone to a place where they didn't let us in before the time the door were posted to open on the tickets) they opened the doors almost a half hour late. I thought my toes where going to fall off inside of my boots. A couple of people tried to start a fire by putting a lighter to some twigs and a bible but I don't think they wouldn't have been so cold had they not been wearing only t-shirts. Then when we got in, they made us sit through 4 albums worth of fucking music (yes, FOUR!) before the Lunachicks came out. The show was good, though, but it was too loud for such a small place. The music was all distorted. I'm glad too for all the tackle football and "Kill the man with the ball" when I was younger because some people seem to go to the shows just to fucking push people around (these "tough men" and those who insist on dancing with lit cigarettes are the worst). I don't know. It was a good show. I was glad to be able to see them one more time. I really like city shows though better than ones in out of the way places like the Birch Hill or Red Bank. Shows like those at Irving Plaza, etc. seem to bring in a better crowd and less extremely over-zealous high school types (no offense to those of you who are still in high school ... I was one of you three years ago ... but I think you know the types I'm talking about). Anyway, I thought I'd just tell you all about the Birch Hill show ...

- BILE666.

P.S. -- For their own sake, girls wearing microminiskirts and skin tight halter tops should not crowd surf in a crowd full of drunk boys ...