Blog: The Panic Manual

Every once in awhile, a show comes along and completely blows your mind by the sheer randomness of it. When I saw bauhaus back in 1998 at what was once known as the Warehouse, a muscle-bound freak started random fistfights with everyone around him (women included), a future boyfriend's watch was smashed in, and management confiscated the camera I had smuggled in. Last night's Atlas Sound show had a few medical emergencies, a beyond sold-out crowd, and most memorably, my encounter with Bradford Cox. The evening started off innocently enough. The Selmenaires, another Atlantan outfit invited out to [...]