open letters

dear neumo's,

please for the love of all that is holy, put a window up near the roof so packed shows aren't 90 degrees inside.

dear dude on odd drugs,

if you are in a state of mind where you cannot move any faster than 1/4 in time to music, please do not "dance" in the front 3 rows of a show.

dear guy over 6'5",

it is really not very thoughtful to dance flailing right next to the stage where you can easily hit smaller people, but I'll give you credit for wearing deodorant.

dear DJs of the world,

I think it would be totally great if every single one of you would close your sets with your own remix of "Blue Monday."

love, laural