I worked Frank Turner's Lost Evenings Festival in Camden last week. Despite chronic pain, chronic fatigue, jet lag, and seasonal allergies from hell - I somehow survived. There's too much to process still. Too much to smile about, and remember. I can't believe this is my life, and this is my job. I can't believe I … Continue reading God damn, it nearly killed us.
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