Blunt Object Orchestra

Just saw queer punk band Pansy Division for the first time in 14 years, waiting for the last MAX home so I can be up for school at 6:30am, reading Brian Ellis as he writes about the night shift as a cab driver, listening to rich collegiate white boy pseudo-thug exclaim loudly that there are no “ho’s” in Portland, all the while using the n-word more than a bigot would ever think appropriate. The juxtaposition of heaven and hell is a little overwhelming at times.