White Denim brings cheer to Cafe Eleven patrons
All throughout high school, for me, for the most part, it was style over safety. So it goes without saying (even though I will anyway) that I never much considered ear plugs throughout my Beta Bar-rat escapades. I never even listened to my boyfriend-of-the-time, a virtuoso musician himself, insist that concerts are actually best heard with plugged ears since the sound people and band mix levels to sound good with their own ears plugged.
Finally, circa age 19, I noticed an unshakable ringing in …