Someone asked me about playing for your bar again and I related the tale of disrespect you sewed, haha fuck you! Oh I wish I could name this bar. Abhorrent in nature to bands and patrons. Singularly the worst place to play as a band. Insane how they treat people who are good customers for so many years there. *Sigh,* unfortunately I have too much class to name them. —The North End is Where Music Belongs
This article appears in Sep 29 – Oct 5, 2016.
“…too much class to name them.” equates to: it didn’t happen; this is a bullshit bitch.
Does the bar name rhyme with ‘pus’? Pus’ Prill?
I want to see this sewn tale of disrespect. Has it been hung over the bar?
Who said you can’t name them?
Too much class or not enough balls?
Read between the lines… Oh Abhorrent Single Insane Sickening place that exists.
TT I will tell you it is not Pus Gub. Its named after a mediocre band if thats enough of a hint also methinks you cant say names of people pr business’ on here so…. learn some subtlety
I learned subtlety from a cinderblock. And you?
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MotherHubbard is on the nose
Sowed… not sewed. You sew buttons, you sow seeds, doubt, and disrespect (I guess?)
I was at that bar last night. The band was 10 times better than they used to be.
Last year they had the zombiewalk after-party there, this year it was at Men’s. So that bitch was likely the same person.