One summer I spent five weeks in Chicago and listened to Destination Failure by the Smoking Popes every single morning in the shower. I ate a lot of really good hot dogs that summer and had a lot of really awesome times, but most of all I remember falling in love with what is now one of my favorite albums ever.
Smoking Popes played the Red Palace in D.C. the other night. Here are some photos.
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