NXNE Wrap Up: Confetti apocalypse. Art punk ninja bruises. Killer Mike rap lessons. The gods of North By Northeast would have been proud
Allow me to provide some context. It’s been five years since I’ve done NXNE. I mean REALLY done it – the kind where you’re OD-ing on Red Bull and candy, limping from feet blisters and your ears are constantly ringing when you decide to go to bed at 5 am in the morning. The kind… Read More »
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