Z and I somehow snuck into the “secret” Rorschach show in the basement of the Charleston in Williamsburg on Friday night. It was overcrowded and there’s no way we would have made it in legitimately. The crowd was energized and sweaty and the pit was wild and friendly. Found this pic of Z screaming for the mic. Nostalgia for nostalgia. Good clean fun.
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