The dart stunt—in which a self-destructive punk artiste insisted on playing a Happy Hour set during a darts tournament at the Bullfinch—ended badly.

We won’t mention the musician because we don’t want to encourage. One can, it has been wisely noted, put an eye out doing this sort of thing. No eyes were put out on this particular occasion, but there was a flesh wound.

“I can think of some hypodermics we can throw at him,” suggested a pre-Med student from the college on the hill. “That might actually help him.”

Tonight: Blotch (not their real name) at the Bullfinch… Whistler & The Thames at Hamilton’s, a rare indoor show for the Sand Shack houseband. Too cold for the pier… D’ollaire’s is closed. Repairs to the bar…