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Invariably, there is some drunken Fonzie trying to pick a fight at these things – someone even slashed a girl's face one night. I have seen too much of this type of physical misogyny for my liking, and almost got into a fistfight myself in the first 10 minutes of Friday night's show with a guy who towered a whole foot above me, all because I wouldn't flirt with his friend.

I smacked him in the face after he invaded my personal space so he tried in vain to have me thrown out, but finally resorted to leaving the premises himself.

This particular night was called "Hellvis," a special tribute to the King. Each band did one or two covers a set – a perfect amount as it allowed them to promote their own material while still keeping with the theme of the night.

Hands down, the best Elvis cover was performed by the band Mr. Monster. They were the first band on the bill and, therefore, set the mood for the evening. I was impressed by their energy. In fact, vocalist J-Sin Trioxin gave such an uncanny and near-faint-inducing performance that my friend Violet and I wound up swooning and screaming as if the King himself were there in the flesh.

Another band that vibed well was Needlehead. Though I am not particularly fond of their Korn-like style of music, they do play with extraordinary skill and passion. I heard some people complain about the strobe lights during the set, but I think the effect fit the mood well. Overall, I think the band would have fared better if they were booked properly, that is, with bands more their style. Nevertheless, I enjoyed their enthusiasm immensely and thoroughly appreciated their show.

On a decidedly down note, Tippy from the X-Possibles lost her guitar so it took awhile for her band to take the stage. Eventually, she was able to borrow one from another band and the group performed their set.

Finally, the Serpenteens took the stage and rocked the house. I don't get to see them often, but when I do it is always a showstopper. Guitarist Bub Romero played especially well and the tune "Zombie Bride," in particular, really got the crowd going.

By this point I was pretty sauced on Amstel Lights so I can't give a review of Vasaria. I was too busy enjoying my beer, cigarettes and present company. (I can give you my assessment of Amstel, however – very tasty indeed.) In fact, by the time Psychocharger hit the stage (formerly known as the Psychonauts), I was feeling good enough to join the band onstage and go-go dance to one of their songs.

After the show I went to Yaffa with friends Lady J, Bub and George from the Serpenteens. I had my last beer for the night while the soundtrack for Xanadu transported me to the land of nostalgia – and then it was off to bed.