It occurred to me some time recently that I have sorely neglected the mail bag since my return from San Diego. I suppose with that realization it’s only right to shake the sheets and see what’s been hiding in the proverbial folds.
This past weekend I was supposed adjourn to Austin in order to attend my baby cousin’s wedding, but as I was standing at the top of my stairs, ticket in hand and bags packed, fate reached out its third arm and changed my directive.
As per the usual state of (dys)function that exists around here, I will kick today’s post off with a correspondence that will hopefully lay a decent foundation for whatever follows. And as I sometimes do, here is a photo of an actualy foundation to illustrate my point;
Inspired by this video, I’d like to wish you all a happy National Record Store Day. Turn off your itunes and go drop some hard earned cash on a slab of wax.
Second to that, make a zine, do a drawing, write a song, be creative. Support your independent everything.