My identity was formed at a young age in a dark community center room, with music blaring loudly through amps and speakers. I went to my first arena concert at age 7 (Billy Joel), my first GA concert at 12 (Sum 41), and my first local show at 13 (I honestly couldn't tell you who … Continue reading after all, it was rock ‘n’ roll.
2016 was the year of Hamilton: An American Musical. Sure, the love affair began in 2015 - but the following year was when things really got out of hand. I saw the musical three times on Broadway, including once with the original cast. I traveled around the North East stalking the real people who made up … Continue reading How Lucky We Are To Be Alive Right Now
Most people who know me, know I have chronic illnesses. I'm eleven years deep with them, and explaining them - and living with them - is complicated. I currently have some diagnoses, but even those I question at times, because they're for things that have no tests. You get these dx by process of elimination, … Continue reading I’m not admitting defeat, I’m defying it.
This week, on April 29th, the dear friend and punk celebrity, Chris Farren, celebrates his birthday. Why this day is not a national holiday with the banks shut down and everything, is beyond me. Chris is, genuinely, one of my favorite musicians. He is also one of my favorite humans.
In December 2016 I received a text from a friend asking me if I was going to see The Menzingers in Brooklyn. "Nope," I shot back. For me, The Menzingers were a band I had seen a handful of times in the past who failed to grab me both at a gig and at home … Continue reading Falling in Love with The Menzingers