Faster Pussycat with Nasty Passion

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Some of us were the kid who wore too much eyeliner to a high school that had strong opinions about it. You got called things in the hallway. You kept doing it anyway, because the alternative was dressing like the people doing the calling. That kid never entirely leaves, and once every few years the kid needs somewhere to go. Taime Downe has fronted this band since 1985 and has never softened the sleaze even slightly, which by now reads less like a gimmick and more like a moral position. Nasty Passion open. It falls late in the club's December stretch, on a Wednesday, so the crowd skews toward people who genuinely care rather than people passing through. Worth knowing before you go: the merch table sits at the bottom of the stairs and these bands tend to work it themselves after the set, which is how most of the good stories from these nights start. A six o'clock start on the 30th, and tickets sit around $55.