I went to the Vera Project tonight for the reunion show of Waxwing, my favorite local band of all time. I discovered them when my sister’s boyfriend gave me a tape he’d made of their first album. Between 1999 and 2003 I saw them countless times. Seeing them again tonight was amazing, and wonderful, and a little intense.
I can’t tell you how weird it was to go in the bathroom and see the hanklerfish Hank Green left there when he played there with Harry and the Potters a few months ago. Talk about worlds colliding.