[Part 1] Why exactly had we come on this 17 of April—mind you, Tuesday, a school night—to this hostile joint in San Francisco, a pretty sum of miles from home? Was Godspeed You! Black Emperor enough of a motive?

“We’re the only ones not wearing black.” My associate tends toward hyperbole. But, hell, if any event lends itself more readily – God’s Pee in concert it is. The single-file congregation outside San Francisco’s Great American Music Hall did seem like it had conspired to attire itself exclusively in black. My associate and I had missed the […]