One great rock show can change the world

I’ve never been particularly precious. I’m more of a spaghetti-at-the-wall type - enthusiastic, fast-moving, wildly optimistic. “Impossible” isn’t really in my vocabulary. “Delusional” is definitely in my vocabulary. But I’ve decided that’s a feature, not a bug. Take the time I decided - on four days' notice - to throw a lesbian punk rock concert at an indoor skate park in Bushwick. What could go wrong? (Answer: literally everything.) Naturally, I kicked things off by walking straight into a turf war.

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Part one/Part I

One of my favorite storytellers, Kevin Fischer, recently reminded me: people spend far too much time setting the scene before they dive into the actual story. The most powerful stories don’t start with a preamble - they drop you right in. I’ve been thinking about that as I write this, my very first blog post. Part of me feels like I need to explain everything: why I’ve never blogged before, what this is supposed to be, how committed I’ll be, what it might become.

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