It's rare that I will ever make an exception to this rule, however, said exception is tonight. I was sent the following message from Master of Ceremonies Pony of the Street, about this 7 pm show at Satyricon:

My son Casey is in the School of Rock and they got a show at Satyricon tonight. He plays guitar on some Iggy Pop songs and it's the place to be. For reals. It's early like at 7. I got a few extra tickets for whoever needs to go.

So I'll be there, chugging booze, and being Casey's dad's embarassing drunk buddy who hoots and hollers and says "you gonna git them preteen girls kid, and like'em!"