
OK. I was lucky enough to wiggle into the BOA DRUM 77 rehearsal a couple of hours before the show. It was just the rehearsal, and within about 15 seconds I was covered in goose bumps and laugh crying overwhelmed.

This is just another sign to me that The Boredoms, and Eye, are magic. Total magic. They are beyond music.

Brian D. / Aaron R.

It was still early but the feeling in the air was electric. The park holds 4,000 people, and 15,000 RSVP'd. It was as if the Millenium actually started yesterday. It took a while, but yeah, yesterday!

Also, hip hop died yesterday. Rap music will live on, and be strong, but you can kiss hip hop goodbye.

Soft Circle.

Nate made the shorts.

Mark brought the cookies.

First Nation.

Rita Ackerman looks like one of her paintings come to life.

I looked up along the Brooklyn Bridge and there were hundreds of people who couldn't get in up there watching. I kind of wish I had been up there to take pictures. Mine are not doing this thing justice. The scope was too big!

It was finally starting. 7 / 7/ 7. 77 drummers. 77 minutes. 7 as far as the eye could see.

The drummers were set up in a giant spiral. I was vibrating. Amazing.

Eye was conducting, and playing that weird 7 necked guitar thing with sticks.


77 minutes felt like 4 hours, but in the best way. I felt lost and crazy. The entire park was ecstatic by the end.

Yoshimi from Boredoms. I don't know anyone who has spent more than 30 seconds around her who isn't totally in love with her.

The new world. Far and away one of the best days ever. Borestock! Fuck! Welcome to the new millenium!

And Avi, the trooper, after finishing his drumming duties ran over to the after party and set up to immediately play an excellent Soiled Mattress set. Yeah!


The room had a crazy residual hum. Magic hum. Everyone seemed totally content and high. We had all, after all, just been transported to the Sun.


Mark rethinking things.

And Sean Reveron back on Earth as well.

And so the straight edge crew stumbles home the long way.

Changed forever. Again. The changes keep coming, and it keeps getting better.
