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I thought I'd help out a bar owner a few years back when I had just turned 21. She was just a friend of a friend and had their first band performance. I had never seen the bar, but when we got there I immediately regretted my decision. Shitty hole in the wall, and the bands were all "Hardcore" bands at the height of that shitty scene where you play loud aggressive music and grumble into a microphone unitelligibly. This band took the stage.....
About 10 minutes in all of the tables were broken and shit was flying everywhere, me and the 3 other guys bouncing were in all out fist fights just trying to survive, but inevitably getting our asses kicked. My night ended with my back up against a large almost "bay" window throwing for the fences, when one of the screamo pansies threw a chair from the outside and covered me in glass. I ran out the bar and got a kick into a car to dent the door before the cops showed up. We all got our asses kicked by like 25-30 dudes. I made 50 bucks that night.
Fuck that. Never again.
About 10 minutes in all of the tables were broken and shit was flying everywhere, me and the 3 other guys bouncing were in all out fist fights just trying to survive, but inevitably getting our asses kicked. My night ended with my back up against a large almost "bay" window throwing for the fences, when one of the screamo pansies threw a chair from the outside and covered me in glass. I ran out the bar and got a kick into a car to dent the door before the cops showed up. We all got our asses kicked by like 25-30 dudes. I made 50 bucks that night.
Fuck that. Never again.
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