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086. @Showbread’s “Age of Reptiles.” I called @JoshDies earlier this year, asking him if he would be down to write an essay for #NinetyPoundWuss, from the perspective of a diehard fan. He said, “I can’t say no to that offer.” Then I said, “I want to make #Showbread #AgeOfReptiles one of the big Furnace Fest Exclusive releases this year.” “Well, I CAN say no to that offer, but I won’t. Sounds good.” “How about I announce you guys and tell people they have to find me in the pit, in order to secure a copy?” “Yeah, I love it. I am always going to support mischief like that.” Getting the chance to launch a record in such a unique way, by throwing ourselves into the middle of a pit to give out preorder obi-strips is a hilarious gamble. If you’re lucky, it goes well, you only get a few bumps and bruises, & everyone around you (especially Showbread’s MONSTER, diehard fans) gets to add a layer of “core memory” to their perpetually-last-show-ever experience of seeing a dead band that did-done-comed back to life. Watching Showbread’s jaw-dropping live show while having fun with this fan community is always a “Well, you only live once, and this could be our very final time we get to do this altogether”-proposition. 
But one thing you can always say about this experience is that, while the band may never actually be smiling while they perform, every single person in the audience, myself included, always will be. ????Credit @jeredscott