I was the “Rat” in the “Bin” that was Jim E Brown at Mary’s Underground

I expected Friday the 26th of June 2026 to be about a lot of things: The last gig at Mary’s Underground ever. My friends’ dual birthday party. Faux-Pom post-punk synth-pop. Millennial-style self-deprecation. 9-11. (All things hyphenated to death.) Instead, my night was about the pristine McChick