When I tell Guerrero about Jeff's basement he smiles and says "We've come full circle. I Spy used to play the same shows." Well bubbles burst and turn to suds, and we had a few years that fell like duds, but we're still keeping the home fires burning. It's come back to an organic place, a small comfortable home again.
Twelve years in, I've seen this organism shrink and expand. I've seen a thousand changes. Scenes break and people change, so it's fucking dire for those who remain to treat this family with respect. We can't grow our community on the same rotten soil. We pass the torch and recycle blood, knowing we're just small drops in the greater flood.
And we've got the balls to say "Punk rock is not for everyone." Not now. Look at how far we've come.
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