If you can get past this crappy photo, you can see there was a lot of action going on at the Sailor Jerry-sponsored Black Lips and Thee Oh Sees show on Saturday. Now, I hadn't been to a good punk show in quite some time, but this one was exactly how I remembered it: about 150 empty cans around the block from the venue. A crappy stage only a foot and a half off the ground. No security barrier and only a few security guards, whose heads towered over the band, to keep moshing fans from crashing into the band. Fans charging the stage as security was distracted by pulling fans off the rafters. A girl crying in the bathroom with two wasted friends trying to comfort her. A fist fight that had to be broken up by a five-foot tall skinny girl from Michigan. And, of course, no night would be complete without two stumbling girls covered in tattoos and tattered clothing debating whether or not they were too drunk to ride their bikes home.
Public Works, you may serve shitty, watered-down drinks at club prices, but you know how to throw a goddamn party.