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November 2020 Welcome

November. Holiday gorging. Purge-esque shopping experiences. A choice between a touchy-feely, possibly senile turd of an old man and a touchy-feely, definitely senile turd of an

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October Welcome

Happy Halloween, dear painters of the flesh canvas. Finally, we are approaching a day where everyone will wear a mask without bitching. Swoon.      It’s been

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Communication and Consent 

Dear Ms. Angel,  I feel totally horrible about something that happened and I need your help: A lady had a VCH piercing and she couldn’t get the jewelry back in after an MRI. She wanted

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The Fiery Furnaces

  Rehearsing My Choir (2005) It’s the opposite of a Christmas present. Today’s indie-rock scene sports some incredible and varied experimental music. Deerhoof’s frenzied squall,

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FRESH INK 

No More Tears (or Tattoos) for Ozzy    The Prince of Darkness is going soft on tattoos — or maybe he’s just getting more sensitive

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