Who needs a mantra when you can just repeat "please allow additional travel time" while kicking stuff as you text your friends, family and boss telling them you're going to be late to every single goddamn thing you have planned for this weekend?
In a neighborhood whose nightlife scene is almost aestheticized to the point where a boob-themed bar feels totally white bread, it was a thrill to spend time in a bare bones straight up all-about-the-music hard rock venue that feels at once both casual and charged with a music lovers energy
It keeps eternal whisperings around Desolate shores, and with its mighty swell Gluts twice ten thousand Caverns, till the spell Of Hecate leaves them their old shadowy sound