As my two Dead On The Web coworkers and I headed out to The Glasshouse on a Sunday evening, we had no worries in the world. When we arrived we even blew off some time at the local blues bar across the street. Remember, no worries. When we eventually got into line with our free promo tickets (which you got either of two ways, Bad Religion had scheduled a tour and then canceled to go out on the road with Fag 182, The other way was if you purchased "The New America" and sent in the UPC code, receipt, and numerous other things). Well, back to the line, some kind fellow let us know that we had to redeem them at the will call window. 

Upon coming around the corner a sign read, SOLD OUT "No matter who you are" "No matter how much money you have," and so on. No fucking way!!! Well, we proceeded to raise hell, to the window guy, the door guy, anyone that we felt was involved. When it seemed as if we were getting nowhere, our main task for the night was to just let Bad Religion know what was going on. They treat their fans really well, and thought they should realize what was happening outside. So we trekked ourselves to the back of the club where several other pissed off fans were waiting to no avail. Not to get anyone in trouble, but we paid a guy to go get someone, anyone affiliated with Bad Religion.

Our hero, who shall remain nameless, brought us Bad Religions tour manager Rick Moreno. He was just hearing about what was happening, and was pretty upset also. Now, from here on out, you may get pretty jealous, and let me just tell you, it was the experience of a lifetime! We explained to Rick how unfair and fucked up the situation was, and he explained to us, that they gave out 300 free tickets. 200 for Sunday, and 100 for Monday. Well, as the club understood it, 125 for Sunday, and 175 for Monday. Rick tried to do all he could to compensate us. Free T-shirts, that's what we wanted, and he delivered. Well, then Jay Bentley (Bad Religion's bass player) came out and we told our story over again. He was pissed, and felt we deserved better. He had Rick get a list of our names to hook us up with another free show of out choice. Whoo Hooo!!!!! Then we went into our selling of DeadOnTheWeb.com, and scored ourselves an interview. 

Okay, now you are asking yourselves can this get much better, well the answer is yes! Then Bobby Schayer (their drummer) comes out and is bummed to hear what was happening, so I asked him if I could get a drum stick. He goes backstage and comes out with tons of drum sticks and begins to autograph them!!! I then catch a glimpse of Greg Graffin in an upstairs window and I get a wave from him. That made my night. Now, after all this excitement many of the fans leave, except for the 3 of us and two other girls that got a flat on the way out to the show. By this time Bad Religion has taken the stage, and Jeana and I were about in tears that we were missing them when Rick had the backstage door open a crack to make a phone call. And not to get anyone else in trouble, but a friendly man kindly turned his head and we made our move. So, we all got backstage, complete with passes and all access. We got in!!! After everything they did for us, we still got to see the show. 26 songs Bad Religion played. It was a fucking dream come true. So, to recap, T-shirts, drumsticks, access to another show, an interview, backstage, and the current show. Rick Moreno, YOU ROCK!!!!! To top it off, the following Thursday at the Face To Face show (see review) one of the said security guards gave me a Bad Religion guitar pick he had been saving! Im the luckiest girl in the world!