For his birthday this year, Gordon Byrd threw a party. He filled his fridge with Hamm's and invited his friends over to watch his band, Teenage Moods, play a show in the basement of his south Minneapolis apartment. With the bright blue walls plastered with flattened-out beer boxes and a banner overhead declaring, "Rock and Roll Is Here to Stay," it was a far cry from your typical concert venue or bar show — a Sunday night of noisy punk songs, stumbled and thrashed through with an improvised set list and obscene... More >>>