Listening to Kowloon Walled City to Feel and/or Hide the Pain While Writing About Sick Metal May 3-9

The Kowloon Walled City show I was fortunate enough to witness in Roadburn changed my life. Truth be told, it wasn't the only cathartic, mind-expanding moment in my time there, but Kowloon Walled City was that show I wasn't really expecting to floor me and it did. Partly because it took place two minutes after meeting the wonderful Ramon and his wife, and him being so kind to me and my work. Party because I had just got high, partly because Kowloon Walled City are one of my favorite bands. But that show touched my soul in a way that others didn't. I have been listening to The Cavern a lot since getting back, because that Inter Arma show was one of the best moments of my life. I haven't stopped listening to Yellow Eyes, mostly because I always never stop listening to Yellow Eyes. It makes me miss those moments, but also in a good way. In the "I can't believe I saw that, and here it is again" way. But the Kowloon Walled City show, of the perfection of which I had written the day after,…