Squeee!

Hmmm, no stitchin to be found here. But it is vintage, which depresses the holy hell out of me. Don't run up to me & tell me that crap I wore in jr. high school is now vintage. I'll just go postal, that's what I'll do!

These are for MsFortuknit who mentioned The Swans a couple posts ago. Feb. 14, 1988. I'm like two feet from Michael Gira. He probably flung sweat on me or something.

Nobody comes here anymore, dammit. Never, ever.

Oh yeah, Rozz Williams' autograph from a 1991(?) Shadow Project show, which I keep tucked away in my vinyl copy of Christian Death's Only Theatre of Pain.

I'll shut up now and go back to knitting.