Two blasts from the past last night—old friend Chuck Treece played with his band McRad at DC9; the event was a screening of a trailer for a documentary about HR, singer of the legendary Bad Brains. I first met Chuck when McRad played a skate contest we held in St. Mary’s County, Maryland in the 80s. Later I booked him (in McRad and Underdog) at the Safari Club in DC and always tried to see him in all of his musical endeavors (Disposable Heroes of Hiphopracy, the Goats, Consolidated, etc.) I interviewed HR two years ago for Swindle Magazine’s icons issue. He seemed out-of-it at that time but was more lucid last night. It was a genuine honor to be in the presence of such great talents. The movie looked good, HR’s reggae set was short and sweet, and Chuck rocked the guitar like no other, as usual. Supporting yourself as an artist is not for the weak-of-heart or stomach, and I admire people who never give up their dreams. Last night provided a good dose of inspiration for me.