I often wonder if when I’m 90 on my deathbed if I’ll look back on the 100 hours I spent playing Skyrim fondly, or as a waste of time. Hopefully I’ll be so baked I don’t give a shit.
There are a few places I can think of that really needed a safe space. I feel like the work is important, I feel like it’s not just some march through the towns dressed as Hedwig demanding equality.
Out of the Blue Too Art Gallery is opening Boston’s treasure chest of underground music... and they're throwing a festival to prove it.