I MET BRENT HINDS.
'WHEN, AND WHERE?' MIGHT YOU ASK...
SO, I WILL TELL YOU A STORY.
Oh-kay.
Well, Fiend Without a Face was set to play at Gallery 5 in Richmond. I was like "HO-YEAH. 8 FREAKING BUCKS AND AN HOUR DRIVE?! SEXCELLENT."
So, being the 15 year-old female that I am, I asked my father to take me- Pretty please? My birthday's coming up?
And like a dutiful father, he obliged.
Soooo, we end up getting there like 9000 years too early... I mean an hour. Gallery 5 is a real piece of shit 1800s abandoned Fire Station, so we're like "Wtf?!" and we just walk inside 'cause the door's cracked.
Some employee was chilling in the foyer, so