Treefort? More like Branchfort. The arboreal namesakes of this wonderful city are still dead as doornails. More like Snowfort, except it was 0.2 degrees too warm for any of the intermittent blizzards to stick. More like, Fort Spud! Enter into Fort Spud and find shelter from the snow, the cold, and any legal repercussions of misusing the -fort suffix.
The powers-that-be at Treefort like to present a colorful and whimsical family-friendly environment where everyone is holding hands and singing. Maybe that was the experience for some of you, but that safe and regular doesn’t satisfy us here at Spud. That’s why we had our crack team of crackheads on the ground covering the things that you actually want to read about. We were the ones staying up late, drinking too much, getting food poisoning, getting lost, and freezing to death; all in the name of journalism and the Spud spirit.
In that same Spud Spirit, nothing worked out exactly right. Interview footage got ruined by rude dopes. SOMEBODY decided it was a great idea to use a disposable film camera, and we didn’t get the pictures back in time. Recovering from 5 days of debauchery took longer than anticipated, and the magazine comes to you one week late. At least we’re not Duck Club, who were billed over $40,000 by the city for tearing Julia Davis Park a new asshole. That’s got to be the worst hangover of all.
This issue is designed to feel like wandering drunk and aimless around the Pacific Northwest’s wettest and wildest festival. You’ll go into one article expecting something, then finding three bands you’ve never heard of. Meanwhile, we’ll talk about pissing in public, drinking on the cheap, getting free wristbands, making fun of drummers’ faces, and a whole bunch of other stuff. So much stuff that we had to tack an extra 10 pages onto this beast of a rag, and we still had a shitload of stuff left over.
This month, we’re sponsored by Fugue State Ravens. Check out their full-length album, streaming everywhere via Simpul Records. Muchos gracias to the Patreon supporters listed below who help keep this disaster alive.
Stay dangerous my friends,
-RJ
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