Well, this has been an interesting week...
I had a thousand words written about all the craziness that happened and why, and it's a really good story, and though it's killing me not to publish it, the Studio Z folks might not appreciate me writing about it here. It really is their story, not ours.
Suffice it to say that Things Went Badly at the all-ages hip-hop show down at the other end of the block last friday, and the night reached its crescendo when the police shut down 11th Street between Folsom and Harrison, and corralled an angry group of adolescent gangstas down the block. All the clubs had to lock their doors lest anyone get swept away in the tide.
And then the police were shot at. Which is never good.
I'm really worried about Studio Z; we're trying to help them out as much as we can, but their tribulations are a horrible thing to see -- almost like watching an infant tottering toward a porcupine.