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Nothing says indie rock
like the Bowery. (Nothing says stale piss quite like it either.) The
Bowery Ballroom is indie and punk and experimental and all that stuff
all wrapped up into one. You won't see no N*SYNC here--no way. What
you will get is a decent bar space with some low lighting, sensitive
dudes in polyester and horn-rims and tap beer that mostly tastes like
it's been sitting there since 1982. We're not quite sure what kind
of ball was ever held here. Maybe the junkie's ball. Or the pimps
'n hoes ball. Maybe the methadone clinic ball. Who knows. Anyway,
the performance space itself is unremarkable, but certainly small
enough to enjoy a show without some stringy teenager putting his midget
girlfriend on his shoulders so she can see the cute guitarist from
Blink 182. It's intimate without being a sweatbox. So, if you like
your beer skunky, your music loud and your clothes flammable, come
on down to the Bowery Ballroom, where the men are mice and the mice
are deaf. [MF]
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