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Fucked Up September 14, 2010 Churchill’s Pub
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In addition to regularly leading manic mosh circuses and helping to mete out serious sonic punishment, Fucked Up’s Father Damian is a hardcore acrobat. He’s a pretty big dude. But once he gets his clothes off … Watch out.
He will climb walls. He will mount the bar. And he will put on the best damn show of agility, strength, and stamina to ever take place in your favorite scuzzy punk club.
What we said:
When it started, Father Damian (AKA Pink Eyes, Mr. Damian, Damian Abraham) was still wearing a shirt. There was a crooked baseball cap and jeans, too. But after five minutes of brutal noise (“Two Snakes” and “David Comes to Life”), Damian got hot and sweaty and started to strip. I guess he couldn’t help himself. First, he threw away the hat. Next, he ripped off the tee. Last, he wiggled his ass out of the jeans.
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