Snapshot one: It’s winter, late 1994 or maybe early 1995, and I’m at my first punk show. The Loft is a freezing-cold abandoned-rowhouse squat in West Baltimore, with maybe three lightbulbs in the whole place, graffiti on all the walls, broken glass on the floor that could’ve been there for years for all I know. […]
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