Banana Fish

Last night I went to a low-key house-show at the Canned Fruit house (please clarify if it has another more appropriate name) that Kieran and Cole put on for the Magma Festival. I fell in love with their basement, the stencils on the wall, people smoking cigarettes in a small room. I spent a considerable amount of time reading a poster on the staircase listing all of the US’s major cults, and there was poetry readings and a fat tire ale keg and a release of Cole’s new poetry book “Apple Shadows”.

Oh, and I met the genius behind this:

~Garrett


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