trying to find venue. Can't find venue. Why can't we find the venue? It turns out the venue is underground. We back the van down a 45 degree angle of a drive way that ends at a gate underneath a busy downtown block. We unload into the first room - a thick graffitied entirely concrete cube spotted with a smorgus board of pipes, folded chairs, whatever. We pass into the next room through a hatched steel vault door. The door frame is a meter thick of concrete. As we continue the air becomes palpable - a heavy stillness smelling of old beer, sweat, and cigarrettes. We pass through another similar larger room with a huge stage (well, for an undergeound bunker it's huge) and enter into our final room of a small messy stage and quaint hand built bar. The place was made during the cold war in case of nukes and now serves as a space for punk bands. Go figure.
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