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For those of you who saw the picture above and immediately remembered being a hot, exhausted, sweaty mess in a dingy club about a decade ago, then you'll enjoy this. If you're not among that happy few, feel free to reminisce about your own favorite bands from high school.
That's right, Goldfinger, with fellow "pop-punks" (I absolutely detest that moniker, by the way) Less Than Jake will descend upon the Cleve this very evening. I had considered skipping it in favor of doing some packing for my upcoming trip and finalizing a grant proposal. However, when I informed Mr. Paul about the show at House of Blues, he snapped into action like he hadn't just been punched in the face the night before (which ironically, he had). Off to the show we go...
Expect a review and some terrifying self-realizations soon...
