I Actually Looked Up In My Journal

There's Also A Lot Of Skateboard Stuff, Because I Was A Skateboarder. Somewhere Around Here I Have One Of My Original Boards.

Truth Is, Right Now Two Bombs Could Drop Out Of The Sky And Blow Up This House And Whatever Building You're In And Just Obliterate Dischord And Pitchfork. And There'll Be Some People Crying, There'll Be Some Slow Singing, But For 99% Of The World, It Won't Even Affect The Fly On Their Soup. Most Of The World Never Have, Or Ever Will Hear Of Me, Fugazi, Or Pitchfork. Right Now, Someone Just Got Killed In Ukraine. Do You Feel Any Different?

I Remember When Martin Luther King Was Assassinated And Riots Broke Out In The City. We Celebrated Palm Sunday On 14th Street. I Have A Memory Of Walking Down The Street With Buildings Smoldering, And Soldiers And Cops Everywhere. Anyways, It [st. Stephen’s] Was A Church That Really Taught Me The Things I Needed To Learn To Not Go To Church. But I Think It Is A Church That Does Great Work, I Went To A Wedding There Three Days Ago.

The Food Thing Is Crazy To Me. In This Town The Beer Thing Is Also Crazy To Me. Frankly Even With Brightest Young Things, It's Such A Celebration Of [beer And Food], All This Stuff. I Don't Think It's Bad Or Evil, But There's Something Out Of Bounds. It's Like, "a Bar Opened!" Who Cares? Think About That.

Columbia Heights Was A Poor, Messed Up Area, And The Church Was In The Middle Of It. What Happened Inside Was A Reflection Of The Community. I Actually Saw My First Rock Concert On The Altar Of That Church [st. Stephen's].