I walk into Tommy’s Pub—country music spills out of the speakers, flowing over the smattering of regulars in stained overalls and camp caps. Dale Erndhert and his son watch over us with kind eyes as the bands begin to install themselves … Continue reading No More People, Solemn Shapes, Death of August, 30 Year Sick at Tommy’s Pub

I open my arms to new friends and old vices as I walk into the Fallout for the second time this week. The stage is packed with an impressive array of drums and I’m thankful for the earplugs I’ve bummed … Continue reading 3TEETH, Heretics in the Lab, and Machines of Living Death at the Fallout RVA

Richmond is warm, humid, sticky–walking feels like pressing your body through warm jelly.  Cobbled roads with branching freeways and train tracks above my friends and I provide a path that leads to the Fallout.  It is a dark oasis, cooling … Continue reading Mr.Kitty, The Rain Within, and Just Sex at The Fallout RVA

I try to place the smell that fills my lungs when I walk in. Previously, there had been vanilla and musk. Now for the life of me, I can’t think anything other than “it smells like vampires”. It’s a little … Continue reading Convergence 23: Sunday Night at the Church