like i keep sniffling in the hospital and my mind goes in-between “they think you’re on drugs” to ”they think you have covid” when in reality i just have really bad allergies but it doesn’t help i keep checking my nose in a compact mirror to make sure there isn’t any runny-ness. i don’t even know how to spell that word but you get the point
Life gets exponentially better when you become entrenched in your city’s local music scene. Obviously, I’m absolutely spoiled that for me that’s Montreal, which I unbiased truly believe has one of the best independent scenes in North America. But, you save money when some of your fave bands play for $10-$20. Through COVID, and sadly too long after, I was just doing my radio show in this loner little bubble, not connecting with the people whose music I was playing, feeling super creatively stifled. But, since pushing myself out of the house, I’ve felt like part of actual community. Like you can go to a show alone and I promise someone will talk to you and you can make a friend!! Also, getting to turn your friends onto small acts is so fun. Anyways, stan HAWA B.
