This weekend I (and half of Richmond, it seems) went to New York to see Refused. This is the first time I ever managed to keep up with my New York friends in the categories of Walking Really Fast and Not Having to Ask for Directions and Staying Up Until 4am With No Whining. I deserve a medal. It was a whirlwind, and one of my best trips ever!
Eating, drinking, sleeping and hanging out provided by:
The cherry on top of an already-amazing trip was managing to see Refused again at a secret show in a tiny space in Brooklyn. So many jaded 30-somethings with huge grins on our faces, screaming ‘til we were hoarse.
Special thanks to Daniel, Karen, and Talia for letting me sleep at their places. No thanks to the rain on Sunday night for fully soaking me. More photos here.