(LAST-EVER GAS HUFFER SHOW) Remember when we finally convinced our parents to let us go to a concert by ourselves and we chose Gas Huffer because Jon wore their badass T-shirts during gym and we loved the band, which was poppy enough to adore and subversive enough to be cool, and we lost our naive little minds and decided that rock 'n' roll was about the best thing ever? Yeah, me too. (Crocodile, 2200 Second Ave, 441-5611. 9 pm, $8, 21+.) BRENDAN KILEY