Kenzie Taylor’s gallery

Unsane at The Lodge Room tonight and my brain's been screaming since I heard — can't sleep, can't sit still, definitely can't bother with clothes at this hour. You want to come sit out here with me or just watch from inside?

Slaughter to Prevail just turned House of Blues into a warzone and I can't bring myself to start the car. Shirt's balled up on the passenger seat and I'm not reaching for it yet. You want to come sit shotgun or just look at me like that?

Chargers are at SoFi and I picked the bar stool instead. Tell me you wouldn't claim the one right next to mine.

Cold Waves at Pacific Electric tonight and Stabbing Westward is about to drag me back to 1996 whether I'm ready or not. Tell me you'd lace the other boot for me.

Can't sit still knowing The Exploited and Dwarves are hitting The Novo tomorrow — so I'm taking it out on every block in this city. You'd keep pace with me, wouldn't you?

W.A.S.P. at The Wiltern and Blackie Lawless is about to remind everyone what shock rock actually looks like. Already got the leather on and I'm not taking it off till it's over. You want front row or the back bar with me?

Rams season opener is tonight except it's in Melbourne and I'm watching my team play a home game from the wrong side of the planet. Too keyed up to sit still so the jersey's on and nothing else is getting done. You riding with me for kickoff or what?

Bikini Kill at The Wiltern tonight and every mirror in this place has been getting an audition since I opened my eyes. Riot grrrl energy doesn't exactly ask you to behave — tell me you'd survive a pit with me.

Dead Kennedys at The Belasco tomorrow and the closet's already losing. Tell me what you'd put me in.

Frankie Rose at Zebulon and the reverb hasn't left my skull yet — I hit the floor the second I got home and haven't moved since. You want to come down here with me?