8.52am:
The Goth Kid from the mailroom walks up to me and says that if I’m interested, his band is playing this Friday at a club called The Turning Point.
I say “Great.”
Hope that’s noncommittal enough.
I think his name is Clarence…
9.18am:
Okay, Goth Kid is known as “Mark.”
The name of his band… Mark and The Stigmatas. That’s a little on the nose, I think. Still, it’s nice to see Goths having fun with words.
Time to Google.
11.56am:
Nothing on Mark and The Stigmatas. Plenty of stuff about “Mystical Stigmata” and lots of “Unexplained Stigmata Discussion Forums.”
(Hmm, I should probably get back to work…)
2.01pm:
According to Naline, the club that Mark’s playing, The Turning Point, is a “total hole” where beginner bands gig… Apparently it’s known as The Learning Point.
3.47pm:
Nutless Tom says that he once got “suckered” into seeing Mark and The Stigmatas at The Learning Point and that I should avoid the club’s toilet – at all costs.
He also says Mark’s band stinks way worse than the club’s toilet.
3.48pm:
I decide to tell Mark that I’ve got a family thing happening this Friday.
4.58pm:
A second visit from Mark. His band just broke up. Apparently it’s all the lead guitarist’s fault. That sounds legitimate.
He looks despondent. But then again, he is a Goth…
4.59pm:
Mark sticks a homemade Mark and The Stigmatas CD in my hand. He says, “Let me know what you think, man.”
Great…
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