When:

Tues June 6

Where:

West Seattle

Our hosts live a few blocks away, but they couldn't resist having a portion of their 666 house party in Kenyon Hall ("Home of the Mighty Wurlitzer"). Part of the hellish fun is listening to the giant Wurlitzer organ being played by the resident expert ("The guy's a fuckin' virtuoso!" I hear on more than one occasion). The crowd—dressed as nuns and reapers and schoolgirls, as well as a demonic priestess wearing a "Hello My Name Is Ann Coulter" name-tag—is treated to a smorgasbord of organ hits including the Mephistophelean favorite "Teddy Bears' Picnic."

The cooler, full of Milwaukee's Best—the Official Beer of Eternal Damnation—gets filled and emptied three times in an hour, and I watch someone drink a 16-ounce glass of straight vodka. Apparently, Seattle's scientific community—"There are four Seattle labs represented here tonight," someone tells me—really likes to party in the name of Satan.

Traditionally, the headlining act, Hostile Work Environment, play spirited, poppy punk, but tonight they're possessed by something a little darker. "Pay rapt attention or I will molest your children," the lead singer swears. Dressed as Boy Scouts and nuns and the Unabomber, they cover a blistering-hot "Shout at the Devil" and they modify Billy Idol's hit to "Black Wedding" in honor of the day. The singer closes with some video-rental advice: "If you have Netflix, you should put Grizzly Man in your queue as soon as fucking possible!" Apropos of nothing, a woman in the crowd shouts, "I feel like I could persecute some Christians!" Amen.

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