Is there nothing we can do?

I watched and wailed as my club was turned into a condo with an ajoining Sushi Bar.
...as my dive bars turned into yuppie student pick up joints...
...my local community center turned into a mini-mall...
...St. Marks turn into Camden...
...and now CBGB's turning into fucking fluff...



There is nothing right in my world when I have to commute 2^1/2 hours out of my way for a decent show.
What could be more depressing in the universe than sobering up on the train ride back from Brooklyn?!
I take that back, there's always Jersey. *shudders*

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"Earth to Asshole: the struggling artistes who made the Village what it is today never shopped at stores like yours or Marc Jacobs'."