Titus Andronicus and many sweaty bodies, Friday at the Riot Room

Last Friday was the kind of steamy that normally keeps me as close as possible to an air conditioner, not bouncing around in a stiflingly hot, sweaty rock club. But the lineup at the Riot Room was a very promising one, and ultimately it was well worth leaving my comfortable padded chair in the highly refrigerated 39th Street neighborhood bar of choice, DB Cooper’s.