Weather Report: Warm, Wet + Red


“Dead Leaves and the Dirty Ground” | White Stripes | White Blood Cells | 2001

Unseasonably warm in Brooklyn, but soggy as a toddler’s britches. Leaves are falling all around, splashing the dirty ground with the last colorful droppings from trees soon to be bare as bones.

Don’t let this warm day fool you. Old Man Winter hides around the corner, shaking his staff, ready to blow his cold, wet breath across our city streets. Arm yourself to fight the winter blues with windmill strokes and weathered wails, so get your punk rock on.