Don’t Become Almost Famous
My heart couldn’t take it
Twelve years ago, the musicians were whiter, the eyebrows were thinner, the waistlines were smaller, and I saw my almost-famous heroes take the stage. Two rock girls who I knew would make it — one with a glittery eye patch.
I was confident and new. I was in the city, and I was in college, and I knew everything. Some street artists still owned…