I went to Vegas to see Cock Sparrer...
and it ruled. No ragrets as Monster-chugging broskis used to say or whatever.
I gotta admit up front, I generally hate a big ass show. I’ll take being stuffed into a packed (or unpacked) club, hall, or room any day over being in a sea of people with varying degrees of interest in the band playing. That’s not to say I hav…
