I love you, I hate you, you’re the best, and you suck so bad. But every time I leave you I remember why I always come back. I’ve got a home with you, it’s in your streets, in your house shows, and in your people, the best friends I could ever ask for.
I’m so far away from you right now, but I want you to know that I’m still here, I miss you, and I’m on my way back. —Bubby
This article appears in Nov 3-9, 2011.