On Warren Kinsella's invitation at the Blogstravaganza, I went to see the Shit From Hell show tonight with my 12-year old daughter. Warren suggested that I bring some earplugs for her because they play loud. Unfortunately, he didn't mention fake ID. No minors allowed.
So we waited in the rain at the corner of College and Bathurst for our streetcar and went home. Too bad. I would have liked to see if he has improved any since I last saw him play with The Trial Continues. That was too long ago.