I'm in a band called TOOFUNCHILD and was wondering about how to get on one of the $2 Tuesdays at Emporium?
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Medium Gallery has been getting a lot of love lately, so we went ahead and laminated a bunch of posters that The Sueves made for this week’s $2 Tuesday, which we’re gonna give away to some lucky punx at the show.
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These were made at Young Camelot’s last party. That DIY concept is going to evolve into something legendary, and MG is gonna be a part of it. Eventually. If we all keep arting and stay friends, but y’know.
Check out more pictures Nathan Bobinchak and I made in 1,000 Years of Young Camelot
Peter Johnson, Animal Kingdom. 2014
Joe Montanaro kisses Bobby Burg.
After this photo was made, Joe’s band The Rubs played a set in the basement of Double Door. Fortunately, I had ear plugs. I stood right in front of the stage until something hard and full of alcohol flew out of Joe’s hand and hit my left eye.
It might have been a beer can, or a shot glass, or who knows what else, so I rubbed my eye and tried to wince out the sudden sting. Then Joe walked up and started hugging me, all the while singing through whatever song The Rubs were playing. Might have been Judy.
New Orleans was a warm, wet, romantic place full of magic, culture, and wonder. I’d like to return sometime with a lover.
Didn’t much care for Bourbon Street, but found an incredible dive in the 7th Ward called Siberia that felt a lot like Chicago’s Empty Bottle.
I will fondly remember the young woman who meditated with me in a rainy graveyard.