Last night I was invited to leave the relative comfort of my house for an event at Levels in Jack’s Hill to watch Chronixx and the Zinc Fence Redemption Band perform. Even though I wouldn’t consider myself a fan-fan, I couldn’t pass it up. I’d enjoyed everything I’d heard of his before, and I love everything one hundred times more when performed acoustically. And really, what was the alternative? Sweating on my couch while watching Kitchen Nightmares on Netflix? I’ll take it.