Punk Rock Bowling

10 Things I Learned at Punk Rock Bowling

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Just go with it. Staying out past sunrise when you have a deadline is normally not a good idea, but it's Vegas, baby. My first night in town, I checked the time and saw it was 4 in the morning. I was exhausted, but I was in the middle of a conversation with some awesome people. Don't stand at the bar by yourself; strike up conversation with whoever is standing next to you -- bonus points if they're attractive. With that . . .

Punks are amazing people. I went to the festival by myself but made a bunch of new friends by chatting up random folks. If you're singing along at The Lawrence Arms or 7 Seconds after-show, you're my kind of person. If you pull up a seat next to me and start talking about The Knife, we'll probably hit it off. Tattoo talk is also fun.

I had only one bad encounter to speak of, and it was pretty funny. A crowd surfer ran out of the pit and ran square into me. The photographer next to me pointed out that if the angle had been a little different, I probably would have been knocked backwards into a trash can. Then we laughed it off and said it was probably because he hates nerds.

Want to party? Just look for a Turbonegro fan.

Of everyone I encountered, the Turbojugend were the biggest party animals at the festival. Imagine a sex-obsessed Andrew W.K. who likes to drink. Turbonegro had one of the craziest crowds at the festival, and I can only imagined where those folks ended up after the show.

Hot Water Music can and will get old. HWM is one of my all-time favorite bands. At first, I was excited to hear their music as other bands set up to play, but after hearing Hot Water Music for three days in a row, it got old fast.

You can get beer to go. As I closed out my tab at Country Saloon Friday night, the bartender asked if I'd like a drink to go.* It took a second for this to register, just like how seeing people smoking inside was weird at first. If I didn't say yes, I probably wouldn't have ended up chatting with some bands Friday night.

*The only kicker is that Pabst Blue Ribbon tall boys are four times cheaper at the grocery store.

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Melissa Fossum
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