I went to Burnt Ramen in Richmond. Burnt Ramen reminds me a lot of 924 Gilman circa 1991. I am not a big fan of that place.
It is in a poor neighborhood which serves to keep away the more normal weekender kids that all go to Gilman these days, but it is also packed full of wasted teenagers smoking cigarettes that incidentally are all probably banned from Gilman.
I went to see Bad Reaction and Broken Needle. Both great bands full of great dudes. However, the bands are pretty much secondary to this "review." Just as the bands are most likely secondary to getting drunk for the Burnt Ramen crowd.
I mean- I love punk and I am all for kids not buying into what mainstream society feeds us, but what about not buying into the bullshit trap that punk equals nihilistic hedonism?
It only took 1 song for me to get beer spilled on me. It also only took 1 song for my lungs to be overcome by cigarette smoke (I don't miss the days of being sick from second-hand smoke at every show). It wasn't much more than 1 song when the entire floor was covered in beer. Unlike me, those kids had no problem going off on a slick surface.
Some tiny drunk girl threw an empty beercan at BenEdge's head during the Broken Needle set. I shoved her and Ben said he wanted to fight whoever threw it but all we got out of her was "that's what you get at Burnt Ramen."
By the time Burnt Ramen heroes, Warkrime, were getting ready to take the stage, the police were rolling by deep. Everyone was forced inside. Inside, 2 completely wasted teenage girls were rolling on the floor making out. Very sketchy. I was more than uncomfortable with all these young (and not-so-young boys) enthralled by the girl-on-girl action. Sure they seemed (somewhat) aware of what they were doing but I don't think they were aware of the situation they were potentially creating. Another girl threw beer on the 2 but they kept at it. They attracted a fair amount of attention. I introduced myself to another young girl who seemed to know the 2 on the ground. Her name was Dharma (I think) and I told her to make sure the 2 knew what they were doing, watch out for them, and if the situation needed any help to not hesitate to get me. She said she was on it.
Warkrime's guitar player finally showed up as his band waited on stage for him. Apparently he was playing with his other band and this was his lst show with Warkrime. Before I knew what was going on, the obnoxious singer, Brace, punched the guitar player and it was like a full-on brawl.
As this was happening, the pigs returned and were at the door. Something was going on. If the Warkrime brawl wasn't gonna end the show, the pigs sure were. Apparently someone broke some neighbors' windows and the police were looking for him.
Outside, Warkrime's guitar player apparently was going off on Jews just to compliment his awesome night.
The police closure also put an end to the 2 makeout girls whose clothes were torn (from eachother) and filthy from that floor.
Burnt Ramen may not be having shows again for a while. Fine with me.