Hello Bryce, welcome to the midroom.

Ola!

Happy New Year.

Yeah, hell yeah, ma'am.

So this is a few years back.

I went to see Helmin at the old crocodile helmet was about halfway through their set.

I'm like one deep.

I got one guy in front of me.

I'm right up front and all of a sudden this overwhelming smell comes. I mean it's like eye water and it's like but you know you're jammed in there's like it's like nothing you can do and it's just it's just the worst and then right in the middle of the song the band completely stopped playing the that is that favor and go to the bathroom I'm up here trying to snake and I'm

taking these deep deep breaths and I can't do it.

What the hell is that anyway?

Is that high food?

They brought the man to with stuff.

Is that Thai food?

Yeah, and this is Seattle, so there might be somebody else out there,

you know, corroborate the story, but yeah, the fart was so bad it the band stopped.

This is a professional band and a pain gig.

I don't know if that they had to stop the show because the fart is that bad.

How many times does that happen?

I don't know, man.

I mean among bandmates, that's one thing.

You know, because somebody's gonna shoot you a lot and laugh and whatever.

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