Last night I had a particularly serendipitous treat, a show within walking distance to my house. Usually, the music skews toward the punk side of things at house shows, but the crowd will disarm whatever outdated preconceptions you might have of a punk audience. The crowd stood in the impossibly hot dining room of the old palm reader place on Government Street as Richmond, Va.’s Botox Party tore through their abbreviated set (the bill had expanded to nine bands at that point) with wild abandon, and surprisingly, reasonable volume. House shows are very susceptible to neighbors calling the cops over noise, so the groups in attendance were cognizant of that.READ MORE....
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