Coming to Artpark in July. The edgy shorts she is rocking slay me. Apparently we are
reprising 1979 this year. Nostalgia really isn't my thing. I mean, there is no year I would like to do again except to do it differently. And all I really remember about 1979 is 3 mile island and high inflation making my dad a constantly stressed out pissed off total asshole. But still, ya can't really hate on Blondie.