This show was not my favorite. Today I would pay way more than I paid to see this show to see even a mediocre Superchunk show. I just miss them. I'd also love just a little taste of Rainer Maria again.
I wasn't in love with the setlist and the crowd was unbearably horrible. It was full of jocks and ass holes. They insisted on stepping all over me and my friends, they seemed to have no idea who Superchunk was. I'm not sure where they came from but I would have given anything to make them go back there.
Superchunk got done with their regular set and I turned to my friends and told them that the only way they could save this show for me was if they played Slack Motherfucker and Precision Auto. Basically as soon as I finished saying the o in auto they started it. Immediately following Precision Auto, Slack Motherfucker. I took that was my cue to leave because, really, anything after those two songs may have ruined their reprieve.
I wasn't in love with the setlist and the crowd was unbearably horrible. It was full of jocks and ass holes. They insisted on stepping all over me and my friends, they seemed to have no idea who Superchunk was. I'm not sure where they came from but I would have given anything to make them go back there.
Superchunk got done with their regular set and I turned to my friends and told them that the only way they could save this show for me was if they played Slack Motherfucker and Precision Auto. Basically as soon as I finished saying the o in auto they started it. Immediately following Precision Auto, Slack Motherfucker. I took that was my cue to leave because, really, anything after those two songs may have ruined their reprieve.
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