If for some reason you didn’t heed my advice last week and watch three hours of the phenomenal Caety Sagoian at Lucia and instead spent your Wednesday night sitting on the couch watching something stupid Continue Reading →
In the last year I have been the equivalent of a scratched record stuck in an infinite loop gouging an ever deepening valley into the vinyl, “Caety Sagoian is amazing she’s- Caety Sagoian is amazing Continue Reading →
I wasn’t but a mile from the gas station where I filled up before heading to Eastern Washington, when Sasquatch began. Two dirty hippies with brown unkempt kelp like hair stood at the interstate 90 Continue Reading →
I’m six hours into my coverage of the Sasquatch music festival, and I’m exhausted. I’ll keep this seriously brief. Here are some pictures from the acts I’ve had the pleasure to watch. Some Continue Reading →
Dating back to when this website was a blog on wordpress, we advertised (art + community + callings + interviews). Up till this point we had delivered on all with the exception of the interviews. Continue Reading →