The ending of Wayne Kramer’s first show in New York in ten years should have been awesome. Instead, when the cry of “it’s time to kick out the jams motherfuckas!!!” rang out, it just felt out of place. And that was a good thing.

Being surrounded by a “Hey! Ho! Let’s Go!” chant filling a concert hall sounds, for lack of a better phrase, damn cool. When you add an echo of the bassist to your right screaming “D-U-M-B everyone’s accusing me” in front of a Marky Ramone beat, well…