Put down your razor, pick up a tux

Stop shaving now, because at the month's end the Austin Facial Hair Club's opening the doors to their secret bowling alley headquarters for a gala celebrating both the hairs on your chinny-chin-chin and the war pigs responsible for metal's greatest riffs with a costume contest encouraging attendees to dress as their favorite band, album cover, or sub-genre (good luck and ew to those of you who dig Crust Punk!).