C. has booked another gig for six days before I leave the country. July 14, if you're in the country, come on down to Pumpkinhead, where all the stone-faced t-shirt wearin' fashion junkie teens come to think they look tuff listen to their Japanese feaux-punk ala Millencolin or something else awful, tuneless, and with harmonized vocals. So why are
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