At the risk of losing my hipster status (by the way you can gladly take it), I must confess I have never been to the The Bell House. There exists no line in the sand or "I don't go to that part of Brooklyn" philosophy behind it. I just have never been there, plain and simple.
One of the only artists that could take me out of my comfort zone on so many levels is Tim Fite. He indeed forced me to go to The Bell House. I was disappointed that Sexy Leroy was via satellite however. Sexy Leroy is of course Tim's DJ of sorts. Yet the show went on to great success. Audience participation was encouraged. We all held up our hands in unison to indicate that we all make one big mistake as one of his well known songs exclaim. I did miss Sexy Leroy jumping out into the audience and Tim did not leave the stage to replicate the Sexy Leroy experience at all.
If physical contact with the audience was on your agenda as a show goer, you just had to hold on till O'Death took the stage. Very early on in the set the mosh pit began. As mosh pits often do, it grew. No one was hurt, it was all in good fun. It was hot and smelly. Some band members started to disrobe. Shirts flew off and the energy fueled an encore. The above pictured set list may or may not include the encore. I was too busy moshing to pay attention.
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