The Ramones by Hervé Bourhis
If your heart doesn’t feel like it’s gonna come out of your chest when the lights go off at a concert you’re either lying or you don’t deserve to go to concerts
Sooo damn cool!
Standing in line to see Night of the Living Dead (1968)
The movie that started it all, made in and premiering in my hometown at Pittsburgh’s Fulton Theater (which has since been renovated into the Byham Theater).
During its tenure as a downtown arthouse theater (late-70s to early-1990s), I saw many first-run independent films at the Fulton, and they were yearly hosts to the Pittsburgh Gay and Lesbian Film Festival.