There is always something magical about playing at an abandoned storefront in a small country town for young punks. You should have seen them stare at me setting up my drumkit. They gazed with the kind of wonder that 1900’s kids must have given the guy installing the world’s first popcorn-popping machine. Using our lights and video stuff was overkill- but I was glad Kevin convinced us to use it anyway. It was a really fun show. They probably won’t see a band quite like us there again until we come back.