I love homecoming shows. Even if it's an act I'm not particularly attached to, I love seeing once-local musicians come home and play to a crowd of family and friends. There's just something special about it. Instead of feeling like... Continue Reading →
Over the past few days, I have drunk an entire ocean's worth of water and have slept more than I typically sleep in a month. I've been sick. Like sicker than sicker, and I hated it. Obviously, nobody likes to... Continue Reading →
I had been looking forward to Monday night's show since I saw Die Spitz open for Viagra Boys in September. Their strength and angst were something that resonated with me, and their performance was the kind that I live for.... Continue Reading →