Tales of Gastronomic Rock 'N' Woe: Both Sides Now

Posted at 3:00 PM on November 28, 2006 by Hans Eisenbeis

Charlie Vaughn, over at How Was the Show, sampled this year's 4th Annual Lunch Show at the Seventh Street Entry. For the price of matinee admission--six bucks!-- brave denizens of a Saturday high noon were treated to an all-you-care-to-eat spread of pork sandwiches, potato salad, and cookies. That, and a surprise warmup set by Shellac, Steve Albini's legendary rawk outfit, as appetizer to headliners STNNNG and Signal to Trust.

Needless to say, all that bodily pounding, from both the outside and the inside, took its toll on your intrepid critic:

Tales of trouble foretold, continued after the jump.

About the time Shellac finished, shortly before my third steaming pork sandwich, a savage rumbling broke loose inside my stomach.

“Do you feel alright?” I asked my friend between bites.

“Yeah. That was great. I can't believe we got to see Shellac.”

“Did you have any potato salad?” I asked again.

“It was really good,” he replied. “You should try the cookies.”

Right, the cookies. I wandered back over to the Tupperware container filled with chocolate chip cookies and stashed a half dozen in my pockets. Then I walked to the bar for a third gargantuan beer to wash them down, grabbing a handful of potato chips on my way past. The stomach rumblings picked up their pace. My face grew slack. Trouble was brewing.