merry GUNKmas
12/17 gunk show, white elephant, + a poem from last month
i know your GUNK editors have been itching for another irl event to see some of our readers and local band members….and what better way to celebrate holiday cheer & a year of an incredible music than the ♡first annual GUNKmas - a holiday extravaganza♡. We’ll be at Baby’s All Right on Tuesday (club going up…?), December 17th with some of our favorite NYC musical acts of the year. Think, Wendy Eisenberg, Alena Spanger, Renny Conti, Grumpy, Tasha, Starchild & the New Romantic (DJ set), and maybe some other special guests ! ! !
If that isn’t enough to get u to Baby’s next Tuesday, we are also going to have stacks of December GUNK, one of the last chances to buy a first edition GUNK shirt, AND an optional white elephant (basically bring a wrapped $15 gift and we’ll make sure you also walk home with one).
This show also serves as a GUNK fundraiser to help this whole operation continue one. We are donation-based and otherwise self-funded. If GUNK has played a role in your NYC DIY music experience, consider coming by and celebrating with us <3
★Get your ticket here.★
reminder that you can get december gunk mailed to you for★ $10 a month!★ give yourself or your loved ones the gift of gunk this holiday season :) it is also the number one way to contribute to GUNK and our sustained livelihood. thank you!
THE BREAKUP
Autumn Swiers
I will eat
fancy expensive cheese until I am sick
and I will not think of you.
I will decide to open the bottle
and I will accidentally finish it
and I will not think of you.
I will break out in full body skin scales,
lose all my eyelashes,
enjoy brief hospitalization
and total neutrality
and I will not think of you.
I will reject nobility,
forsake righteousness,
light up the rainforest,
walk the extra twelve blocks home,
start a bidding war I cannot finish,
and wish I could be more like you,
and I will not think of you.
I will not think of you.
I will put my youth of public display,
get distracted and masturbate on top of the toilet seat,
relay my credit card information over the phone to a stranger in a public place.
I will hit up a neglected old friend for a desperate favor,
they will shut o
my electric,
and I will not think of you.
I will get pink eye from the municipal swimming pool,
fixate on the thought of turning 30 and snort myself into a catatonic drug cloud,
lie facedown on the wooden floor of the apartment I share with three other grown
adults,
stare through the hole eaten through the floor between two planks,
stare
and stare,
and stare,
and stare with my pink eyes,
and I will not think of you.
songs we can’t get enough of…
♡thank u for gunking.♡
see u on tuesday?
xx
Your Editors,
Hannah and Ceci
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