Harvey Milk - My Love is Higher Than Your Assessment of What My Love Could Be
March 23 2008 at 09:28:05 AM
I couldn't see the road. Streetlights were snuffed; traffic lights swung in the wind, their yellow caution illuminating nothing so much. Rain, heavy rain—and hail—fell from the sky. We had run out of beer and had headed out for more, a map and destination scribbled in felt pen on a flyer. A case of beer and countless nitrous oxide balloons later, three skinny, acne-pocked dorks took the stage.
The club had been "opened" for a few weeks; apparently no one had promoted the show—or if they had, no one cared. The three dorks were drenched, skeletal, quiet. We sat on the floor a few feet from their humming amplifiers. The storm raged on outside. "We're Harvey Milk; sorry we're late," Creston said in his hoarse baritone and then launched head-on into "Where the Bee Sucks, There Suck I." The ground shook; our ears rang; a fat dreadlocked guy in a dirty tie-dye shook his head free of any and everything that had taken up nest. They played for hours.
Weeks later I bought
My Love is Higher… I listened to it every day for months on end. I played it for everyone I knew and argued vociferously with those that did not warm to its palpable genius and fierce individuality. Nearly 12 years later, I continue to do more of the same and that should be enough to convince any poor schmuck reading this to purchase the fucking disc.
[Stewart Voegtlin]
Harvey Milk
My Love is Higher Than Your Assessment of What My Love Could Be
2007
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