Beijing, 18 months ago: I went to a dingy little divebar called XP to see a band I’d never heard of, called White+
I say with no exaggeration that the show changed my life.
It was the inspiration for the first comic I drew on this blog, in a project that would take me to countless shows in countless venues, and help me discover a city I love deeply.
My happiest memories of Beijing are in its cavernous livehouses, from drunk-singing ‘送春’ at a Residence A show, or pushing punters into moshpits at a sold-out P.K.14 gig.
Look at me getting all sentimental on a Monday morning. All this because I just hit 50 posts on BeijingBrown. 50 motherflipping posts!
Expect 50 more in the next six months. =)