HANDMADE • DIY • BIKES • NEW YORK CITY
Anonymous: why are you leaving New York? You sound like you really love it.


That’s a long answer! I’ll try to be brief: I’ve lived in Brooklyn for the past ten years and it has changed a lot from when I first moved there, and I’ve grown increasingly unhappy with this change. My biggest critique is that NYC has become a place in which collective living and intentional community (sorry to throw out that hippie term) has become very difficult or impossible for me. The punk house I lived at for 6 years was evicted on Aug 1st to be renovated into expensive, 1 bedroom apartments, and all the other punk houses I once knew are also gone. There are no more house shows, no more walking to your friends’ houses. It feels like everyone is moving farther and father away as rent increases, all my favorite places are going out of business or being evicted, more chain stores are opening up, etc. I have very little family and it’s important to me to feel like I have an accessible community. There’s a lot more to say about this, I apologize. Right now I’m paying less than half the rent in Philly than I was in NYC and I live in a beautiful 3 story house. I’m also trying to go to school for nursing and wanted to live in a cheaper place so I could go to school full time and work part time, unlike in NYC where I was doing the opposite. But don’t get me wrong—NYC is and will always be the coolest city. The true heart, of what I really believe to be the city (the noise, the accent, the people, the flow, all the old shit etc) will always be my home and always have a place in my heart.




Sorrows is on this week’s MRR Radio along with a bunch of cool new bands! Stoked!



I printed some “Heart of Gold” t shirts to commemorate my love of New York and Neil Young. I’ve been listening to the song “Birds” a lot this week and feeling emo about leaving this city. 

Front and back print, with a gold printed heart  on front and an image on the back of Neil Young from his greatest hits album. Get in touch if you want one! 

A big thank you to Jason and Thom for helping me get these screens made.

I printed some “Heart of Gold” t shirts to commemorate my love of New York and Neil Young. I’ve been listening to the song “Birds” a lot this week and feeling emo about leaving this city.

Front and back print, with a gold printed heart on front and an image on the back of Neil Young from his greatest hits album. Get in touch if you want one!

A big thank you to Jason and Thom for helping me get these screens made.


"Don’t Shred On Me" - my first joke tattoo at 31, thanks to Tron who’s now done about half my tattoos. This kinda wraps around my arm a little bit and was really hard to take a picture of! Almost considered a panorama.

"Don’t Shred On Me" - my first joke tattoo at 31, thanks to Tron who’s now done about half my tattoos. This kinda wraps around my arm a little bit and was really hard to take a picture of! Almost considered a panorama.



Chris stopped to take a pic of me on our way to Philly, getting back to my train hopping roots.

Chris stopped to take a pic of me on our way to Philly, getting back to my train hopping roots.



Printed some Sorrows patches, 6 by 3 inches with our little cassette demo for reference. Sew it on something cool!

Printed some Sorrows patches, 6 by 3 inches with our little cassette demo for reference. Sew it on something cool!



My “about to jump” or “about to land” face on Jen and Shell’s cyclorama

My “about to jump” or “about to land” face on Jen and Shell’s cyclorama



So there’s this house I look like in Philly

So there’s this house I look like in Philly



One of my old bands, Carnal Knowledge, took a couple of months in between playing our first show and releasing a demo, so for awhile no one had any access to our music unless they saw us live. We ended up hearing that people thought one of our songs, Just Green Eyes, which was about internalized sexism and girl hate was actually called “Just St. Ides,” “Suck Me Off” and a few other misheard things. This was very funny to us.

We recorded our demo with the instruments live on an 8 track. As the drummer, I had a lot of down time while Jessy and Lauren did vocals, and Diane and Rashida punched in guitar and bass stuff, so I figured I’d write new lyrics with our friends’ misinterpretations of the song. On the last day of mixing, Diane and I took a track of the song we were gonna trash and sang over it, then broke a bunch of glass bottles at the end. And we never officially released it… until now. You can listen to both of them above, lyrics below.

Carnal Knowledge- Carnal Misconceptions

Get your Olde E away from me, I don’t want none of that
No Miller High Life, Natty Ice, Coors, Bud Light, or Pabst
Drinking with the patron Saint
Just St. Ides, just St. Ides
Not tomorrow, I can’t wait
Just St. Ides, Just St. Ides
Get your coochie away from me, I don’t want none of that
No finger bangs or stinky wangs, I’d rather take a bath
Gettin’ head’s my favorite yet
Suck me off, suck me off
Can’t take it dry, only take it wet
Suck me off, suck me off



Since January I’ve been planning a bike ride from Brooklyn to Philadelphia, but my plans have always fell threw. Finally we decided to do it this past weekend, timing it with seeing Aye Nako and Downtown Boys at the 4th Annual Rockers BBQ Weekend. Incidentally, in the interim of planning I’ve decided to move to Philly and would pick up keys from my new house as well. I went with my friend Chris who is a good friend and strong cyclist.

The ride was really pretty. I routed us mostly on bike paths, which had it’s pros and cons—the pros being that we were separate from traffic and immersed in nature, the cons being that much of the path was gravel, which got tiring after 50 miles on a road bike with a small rack. It would be a great ride to do on a CX bike, which I would like to at some point.

We rode about 110 miles in about 12 hours, including a ferry ride across the Hudson and lots of stops to look at animals (a muskrat, a bunny, a weird bird, etc). I hadn’t been feeling great the two weeks prior and Chris had to pull me most of the way towards the end, but we made it. As we rode up and into Philadelphia I made note of all the things I’d like to check out on a later date, lots of curiosities, interesting views and architecture and I didn’t expect to feel so fine about it. I can be resistant, an avid New Yorker through and through, but as scary as this move is I can honestly say I’m looking forward to it.



My alt ego.

My alt ego.



A brief visual history of my life with pretzels.



Sad Krusta. This is my face when I’m not paying attention.
Photo by fatsizedcoffin

Sad Krusta. This is my face when I’m not paying attention.

Photo by fatsizedcoffin



Chasing after Tara on the Williamsburg Bridge.

Chasing after Tara on the Williamsburg Bridge.



New screen, new stuff.

New screen, new stuff.