Don’t Cry, Indeed

I’m not sure what this contest is all about, but our homies Super Black Market are only a few spots away from beating way better-known punk bands. So go vote them to the top — or at least up a place or two. Their song’s probably better than anyone else’s on the list. After all, how can you lose with lyrics like this?:

Tonight, we’re going to have a party to celebrate the life and death of our generation. Please don’t cry. This is inevitable. Whether we die is not a question at all. There’s going to be a party TONIGHT! 100 years from now, we’ll all be dead. Thats all we have, thats all we have left. Our own death to share with everyone. 100 years from now, you’ll be dead. And drink we will no more! How will you go out? How will you be remembered? Will anyone care? Will anyone be there? Maybe if there’s BEER! There’s going to be a party TONIGHT!

credit: Austin Walsh

Nine out 10 sweaty sex slaves vote for Super Black Market.

Of course, I’m looking out the window and asking the same question: How will I go out? And it’ll be hard, and I might die, but I stayed in last night and nothing good happened, so I’m heading to the Brick for the Roman Numerals and Boyskout — OR, if I’m feeling really brave, I’ll careen over to Mike’s (way farther from my flat) for some Rich Boy action.

Don’t let the weather scare ya. It’s a good night to go out.