I’m gonna start my review by asking– what the fuck was this shit? It was a punk band, but they had a violin? People were moshing, but they were waltzing? This pale-ass guy asks the audience permission if he can remove his tie? I’ve been strung out on heroin before. I’ve dealt with some pretty wicked shit in my day. I’ve spoken the cursed the name of Nyarlathotep twice before, and I’ve never seen shit like this. It was lunacy, and not the cool
blood’s own madness
boil silently
REX CHUNDER was a Senior at Miskatonic University, double-majoring in Classics and Non-Euclidian Geometry. His hobbies included travel and collecting rare books. He was an intern at Illuminaughty Boutique.
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