May. 19, 2012 / by Amy DuFault / 0 Comments
Conscious life, hear me roar. A friend commented on a recent column I wrote, saying, “The last time I went to hear a band in Boston, I realized I’d become the creepy older guy in the back of the room.” “Creepy?” I asked him. “We’ve become creepy?” Christ. A few weeks ago I hit an […]