February 17, 2008
BY JASON SONGE
This deep, deep anger grew in me as I sat at the bar. I didn't know what to do with it. I couldn't destroy the city, as I wanted, because that's a silly and impossible thought.
Being raw, I had emotion to spare, and I wished I could use it to convince the city of The Geraniums. They play these amazingly well-written(lyrically and musically) gems, and ten people show up? I never completely give myself to their music, because who knows if I'd get back from that shameful yet indignant place alive? Maybe it'd be good, though, you know, to excoriate.
Music to drown to.