What happens when one of the region's most self-important "underground" labels joins forces with a near-dormant sports blog to present an evening of free music in the middle of a trade-fair clusterfuck? If you've been paying attention for the last decade, you already know the answer to that question
: sick lineup + lower percentage of jagbaggery than you'll encounter in the rest of the neighborhood (until Sunday, anyway). Action starts early, no smurf by smurfette credentials required (free counseling for anyone with a Burgermania wristband, however).
Running order TBA