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<\/p>\nGot there early, stood in the line. When the doors opened, I strolled in, then walked as fast as I could to the beer counter. It would be my only chance to get one, if I wanted to get and keep a spot at the front of the stage. Which I did. So, beer in hand, camera around neck, I walked over to the spot where J Mascis would be standing. Then I took a better look and saw this:
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That little amp in the front was for the opening act. The rest of it was for J. Three full stacks and a small combo at head-level pointing back towards the center of the semi-circle (left, on top of those cases). I said, \"no fucking way am I standing in front of that<\/i>\", and went to the other side of the stage, to stand in front of Lou Barlow's relatively-less-intimidating bass stack: Then, Mac McCaughan, record company mogul<\/a> and frontman for Superchunk<\/a> came out and did a set. Just him and his electric guitar. I didn't recognize all of the songs, but those I did were Superchunk songs (\"Tie A Rope...\", \"Driveway to Driveway\", etc.). He threw in what I think was a Black Flag song, too. But I don't know much Black Flag, and I haven't been able to figure out which song it was. His set was hit and miss - and to be fair, he said it was kind of an unusual set up for him. Some of those Superchunk songs just seemed really thin without the rest of the band, other songs, though, worked really well (\"Driveway To Driveway\"<\/a>, especially). Fun to see him do the songs, anyway.<\/p>\n Then Henry Rollins came out for a 15-ish minute interview with the guys in Dino Jr.. They talked a lot about Dino Jr's formation and early years, about how they handled their success, etc.. Interesting stuff, if you're interested in the kind of stuff. I am. No good pics, was in the worst possible spot for this part.<\/p>\n Then, Dino Jr played \"Forget The Swan\" and \"In a Jar\", as warm-ups. Then they played all of Bug<\/i> - an album they released in 1988, the year I graduated high school. Ugh. It was loud. Very loud. But my ear plugs did their job and I survived. I was leaning on one of the Cat's Cradle's huge floor-level bass speakers, and every single bass drum hit would push a giant<\/i> wall of air between my legs. Luckily, the speaker was only 3 feet tall, so my head didn't have to deal with that. My knees didn't mind. It was a bit like standing thigh-deep in the ocean, while the waves whoosh past.
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