HEAVY METAL, IN A MALL PARKING LOT: We’ll go a long way to get a Red Fang fix. Even just a little one. This afternoon, Leigh and I ventured down into the wilds of Clackamas to see some heavy riffage. Got to see Coyle and Maureen for a split second, amidst the shredding.

There was even a “pit” with gangly, chaotic youngsters “slamming.” One big oaf was purposely knocking kids down, then laughing about it with his fuckwad buddies. Dumb never goes out of style.

I love me some Red Fang, and it was awesome to see ‘em, rain or shine. New album this fall!