Part 2 of my evening brings me out to the Mrytle Ave stop on the M train, somewhere in the no man's land between Bushwick and Bed-Stuy. The venue is a dilapidated former SRO known as The Market Hotel, run by promoter Todd P. The main draw tonight is the excellent Atlanta outfit Deerhunter, but before they take the stage, we're being made to suffer through a pair of screeching openers, too young and oblivious to care how godawful they sound. Oh well, at least the beer's cheap...