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4/2/2000
I’d like to thank the few well-wishers who thought yesterday’s broadcast
was real, and giggle along with those that knew it was an April Fools charade.
It’s tradition here at Degenerate Press to cry wolf every year and though
this year didn’t generate nearly as many “Oh no!” gasps as last,
it was fun as always.
However, there are actual changes ahead for Degenerate Press - we’re moving!
No, not changing email addresses or URLs, we’re actually physically moving
our headquarters. After a decade of degeneration in Midtown Atlanta, we’re
packing up and headed West - to the other side of town.
In celebration of of the occasion we’re having a End Of The World As We
Knew It party April 21, Good Friday, after which Degenerate Press will be reborn
at it’s new location. So let us make your Friday a good one with adult
beverages, music and mahem at our soon-to-be-former location in Midtown!
EAR PLUGS
Friday we hit the Star Bar in time to catch about half of the first act’s
set. Unfortunately I can’t find their name at the moment but it was something
like “Mojo Jojo Monkey” or maybe just “Mojo Jojo.” A degenerate
next to me said “I can’t tell if they’re trying to be bad, or
just... bad.” I didn’t think they were the worst I’d seen by
a long shot and enjoyed most of their set, save the occasional out of tune or
out of time moment.
DQE followed and we’d been warned we would probably be better suited hiding
downstairs but I wanted to give ‘em a fair chance. If you like your music
odd, minimalist, and slightly out of tune and time and devoid of meaning this
might be for you. We followed the advice instead and slid downstairs to check
out degenerate MB’s swell new ride, a sweet late 60’s Buick in fine
condition.
Back upstairs, Subsonics got on stage to the delight of their loyal fans. They
did the usual fun set with the usual unusual antics and got the usual love-it-or-leave-it
reaction from the crowd.
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