Finally saw Red Fang.


Finally saw Red Fang.

I still hate the Myth.

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  1. Stephen HolowczykFebruary 9, 2018 at 7:29 PM

    They put on a great live show.

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  2. Casey G.February 9, 2018 at 7:31 PM

    Need to see them headlining.

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  3. KevthulhuFebruary 9, 2018 at 7:33 PM

    The Varsity is still my favorite club to see a show in the cities. I haven't made it to the Palace yet.

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  4. Casey G.February 9, 2018 at 7:38 PM

    The Palace is great.

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  5. Larry LadeFebruary 9, 2018 at 8:33 PM

    Ugh Myth

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  6. Blair FitzpatrickFebruary 10, 2018 at 12:34 AM

    They used to be a band called FACEDOWNINSHIT that wasn't good time rock and roll and were very very much better.

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  7. Edgar JohnsonFebruary 10, 2018 at 4:43 AM

    I had tickets to see them in Atlanta, but couldn't go because of an arthritis flareup. Still pissed about it.

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