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I Lift My Jug To The Sky

After a couple of nights off and spent recovering from the drunken shenanigans that was the 3OH!3 concert (which I didn't write about because, let's be honest, I remember very little), I needed a show. I only got lucky that... Continue Reading →

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Forfeit Reality

Friday night was one of those nights where I had a difficult decision to make. I was intrigued by the fact that locals Hippo Campus and Now, Now were able to sell out the Palace Theatre in Saint Paul two... Continue Reading →

I’ll Never Re-Live My Past Again

I woke up with a tickle in my throat. I knew what that meant. Give me a couple of hours and I would be up to my head in strep throat thickness. No.... of all the days to get sick... Continue Reading →

For Me This Is Life

I was a teenager lost in a world of black eyeliner and guys in skinny jeans. I spent my days cutting out pictures from Alternative Press of Good Charlotte and Simple Plan just to stable them onto my wall. I... Continue Reading →

Jesus Loves You So I Won’t Have To

Sure, going to giant shows like Beyonce is amazing but have you ever been to an intimate club show where a band from your past plays through an album that you had on repeat for months on end? There's something... Continue Reading →

Hang ‘Em High

There's no rest for the wicked. That's the saying right? Who knows. At this point I have passed exhaustion and moved onto the delirium stage. That being said, there was no way I was going to miss a chance to... Continue Reading →

Nobody Makes It Without Help

Last night was my first night off from shows in a couple of days so, naturally, I ended up at a show. I decided that spending my night watching my friends [hopefully] kill it on stage was much more important... Continue Reading →

Live By The Code, The Music, And Our Culture

I have a literal boot print on the side of my body. Not on the side of my t-shirt that I was wearing last night-- literally a bruise in the shape of a boot on the side of my body.... Continue Reading →

Sorry You’re Not A Winner

After spending a couple of hours outside for the St. Paul Winter Carnival (which just proves that Minnesotans are bat shit crazy since they stood outside in subzero temperatures for a parade and other outdoor events), I was more than... Continue Reading →

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