That’ll be my quote of the day, courtesy of a nice but clueless older man who stopped by the Black Cat around 7:30 to wonder why all these people were standing on line in the cold. We were there to get the last of the tickets (all the ones available through Ticketmaster had sold out in a flash) available for the Dismemberment Plan‘s two nights only charity reuinion non-tour. And it only took waiting around in low-thirties weather for a bit more than three hours for the tickets to wind up in my hands.
Sweet, sweet victory. Why they didn’t schedule these dates for the larger (and, frankly, far superior in terms of acoustics and sight lines despite the larger size) 9:30 Club is just one of those things I’ll have to ponder, I suppose.