As this abominable weekend festers, My useless herald will venture into the Vancouver night, bound for Red Gate, where a selection of up to five offerings eagerly await My insatiable consumption.
This promises to be an offering steeped in top-tier energy. While Red Gate will undoubtedly obliterate My herald, he shall also be dispatched to Fox Cabaret, where echoes of bygone days will administer the final blow.
The potential offerings tonight are as follows:
- APE WAR
- JISEI
- EMMA GOLDMAN
- AK 747S
- DIRTY VICAR
All, save for DIRTY VICAR, have ruthlessly decimated My feeble herald in the past, satisfying My cravings. DIRTY VICAR, therefore, stands alone in receiving official notice to provide Me with what I demand: manic energy derived from humans convulsing on the dance floor.
Fulfill your duty tonight, Red Gate. Compel My herald to MOVE.