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Best Home of Ironic Hair

The Brick

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Published on October 07, 2004

You just can't take a mullet at face value anymore. Take the hair on Von Hodads frontwoman Shay Ving (aka Gayle Warning, aka Shay Estes). What do you say to that? Nice mullet? What if it's not on purpose? Is "nice mullet" the kind of backhanded compliment that sounds good at first but ends with someone holding the business end of a shattered beer bottle to your throat? Lately, the crowd at the Brick has been taking some of the edge off that quandary. Bargoers here take the manicured Abercrombie & Fitch look and set it down on its ass hard. At the Brick, hair looks better unwashed, spiked and messy, like you just rolled around in one of the bathroom stalls with the lead singer of whatever band is about to take the stage. It's hair that looks good with a can of Pabst Blue Ribbon, smudged lipstick and a vintage sweater. Maybe one with a few well-placed holes. Yeah.