Well shit….I had this super snazzy write up about Halloween already typed out, but guess what? It disappeared and I can control+Z until the sun goes down and it’s not coming back.

So you’re getting the crap version of the original writeup I finished. Man, it was fucking awesome. Too bad. You’re gonna have to take my word for it. If you would have read it, you would have been putty in my paws; my servant for your remaining days on Earth.

Anyway, we’re playing Cool Cat Cafe again on Halloween and this year, we still don’t mean business. Get there early. You’ve been warned. Halloween is a shit show and you know this. I’m not promising you a damn thing other than it’s gonna cost $10 to get in and we’re gonna bring the fucking heat. DJ Akatha is gonna melt whatever part of your skull is remaining after we’re done, so you may need to bring a mop to clean up the goop we created.

Dress up, ’cause that’s what you’re supposed to do and only assholes and criminals show up to a Halloween party in their regular gear. Doors at 9pm. 21 + over