Seriously, the only thing that could get me into a bar on St Patricks Day: The Gits. This poster is from the one of the most incredible shows from a band that rarely played an un-incredible one. But to be at the Weathered Wall, with The Gits and their fans and friends was to experience a solidarity and joy that epitomized what being a part of punk rock meant to me, and I am forever grateful and thankful for it. As I prepare to return to a very different Seattle - I am also finding myself reminded of how many wonderful and transcendent moments the city and the friends I made there provided. Looking forward to new memories, and new moments.
Sláinte!
