If It's Too Loud, You're Too Old?
Last weekend, I went to see my favourite local band play at my favourite local bar. The band: Death Valley Driver The bar: Baba's It was Friday the 13th. And what better place to be than amid a bunch of heavy metal-worshipping, black t-shirt wearing, tattooed freaks, crammed inside a tiny boozehall . . . Am I right?!! The added bonus: it was about 26 " C outdoors that night, and about 36 " C inside the modest but completely packed (yet totally fire regulation-abiding) bar. I credit the attendance level to the KICK-ASS line-up that night (DVD/Orchid's Curse/Credgidence); and the temperature level to all the sweaty, moshing, body-grinding metalheads who were expressively enjoying the kick ass show. Indeed, the whole room smelled like armpits and the foamy leavings at the bottom of last night's beer cans. In a word: Heaven . Now, I understand that to the average 39-year old female*, thi...