First thing going in you, notebook: tales of how anger-makingly terrible that Okkervil River show was, with a bright side - they may have inspired something great that you’ll love in five years. And tales of how to sprain your ankle not moshing, just standing on The Crystal Ballroom’s spring-y floor. The difference between East Coast moshing and West Coast moshing. The former is slow to start, has more anger, is relatively satisfying; the latter, done by the under 21’s, and so terrifically polite, it was almost underwhelming.
Anytime I hurt myself, it’s always a tale of klutziness.