November 15, 2018

It takes a steadfast force, a vocal range wide enough to wrap around the whole world twice, and a little bit of metallic nail polish to create the kind of Tuesday night turnout that the Commodore Ballroom saw. Twin light boxes illuminated the words HOTEL MIRA in red an...

October 1, 2018

photo by Selena LaBelle

My face was high-fived by the scuffed Converse All Star attached to a crowd surfing man with a beard. The shoe lurched at my face unexpectedly like a horror movie jump scare, a metaphorical Voorhees blade that thankfully didn’t strike a gash thro...

September 3, 2018

photo by Joel Desimone

On August 31, I left the Biltmore with blood dripping from a gash in my eyebrow, some more seeping from my nose, and my right eye was swelling. I’m no stranger to rowdy shows, but this was by far one of the most hectic frenzies I’ve ever been a pa...

April 30, 2018

Before leaving my basement-level bedroom, I indulged in a personally mixed glass of what I dub “Red Winestar,” a signature concoction in which I infused the rest of an old, flat can of Rockstar energy drink with roughly half of a souring seven dollar bottle of uncorked...

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