So neurotypical people just remember names?
Names are just rattling around in there, taking up valuable real estate just in case you run into “Greg from 2019” again?
Fuck Greg from 2019!
You haven’t spoken in seven years!
(I can’t remember names & I’ve always felt a great deal of guilt & shame about it)
Let’s take a Portrait Pit Stop for our 10th anniversary issue! This month, we went to our backyard — Philadelphia, PA — to snag some shots of the incredible @iDKHOW. View the full spread of photos in our July issue on pg 46: https://t.co/1QZq6FXNDX
📸: @camiliberty
EXTRA // Due to HUGE demand (like, sold-out-instantly levels of demand), I Don't Know How But They Found Me (@iDKHOW) have added a second night at London's Tufnell Park Dome on December 1!
Grab tickets here, from 10am Friday 👉 https://t.co/2YpIE71vtF
I don’t know! I was told a person did this. It’s just the admat for the show. could be clip art? We’ll make proper posters for the show, but I haven’t had a moment to think/breathe since the end of the tour. Yesterday was my oldest kids b-Day, today is load the moving trucks day/announce London, graduation rehearsal, tomorrow is graduation day, after that its move family across the country day. My brain is fried! Be nice to me!
Indie band does Warped Tour:
-Our in-ear monitors were nothing but buzzes, pops & static, so we played our set using only muscle memory, and wishes.
-Bass died for a song or two, so I spun it around like it stole money.
-We still had fun
-This footage looks amazing
What I’ve been told about today:
-Our merch (We don’t have much left) is by our stage (Owen’s Mixer Stage).
-I’m supposed to head over there at like 3pm.
-Set time is 7:30pm.
-There’s no shower.
-This is the end of what I know