when you accidentally meet your favorite band and go see them in a super small venue and then somehow end up right up front and then get pushed into brendons mic stand and he laughs at you and then later you two share and awkward conversation about pens and then talk to ian for five minutes about it’s such a beautiful day/don hertzfeldt/exstistentialism and overall have the best night of your life.
This amazing show is this Saturday in Scranton PA. It’s special to us for so many reasons. Playing in our hometown is awesome for us. We started everything here in Scranton, playing anywhere and everywhere we could, making shows happen in basements, coffee shops, parks, and art galleries. This band has taken us to so many amazing new places but the holiday show brings us right back to where it all began.
This show also brings together a group of friends/bands that all started up together too. We are so proud of how much all our friends have accomplished through their amazing music. This is a seriously special group of bands making beautiful and unique original music.
Finally it gives us an opportunity to give back to the creative community we all grew from. Every single dollar that this show makes gets donated to a local youth music and arts program that has been inspiring and cultivating artistic expression in the young people of our community for years. Your attendance at this show helps us to help them continue doing that.
This will be a really fun and special show. This is our 5th year doing the holiday show and will be our biggest and best yet. The historic Scranton Cultural Center will be a beautiful venue for the night. Check out nepaholidayshow.com for ticketing info and all related details. See you there!! 🎄☃❄️
Today I woke up with a head full of regret and the sum of all my parts We saw all the ugly things that are hidden in our bodies all along
All the pretty children standing in the kitchen praying for admission to something that they’re missing
I heard the bad news the other day The dirt is under our nails from clawing at the garden where all the dirty words bloom like precious flowers Is there a better way? I don’t know. We are constant machines it’s time we take the time to breathe.