Dear Artists,

We moved, did ya know?

Well, we just up and pulled the plug on the false effort that is Employment. We loaded the old minivan up in the high plains village and scraped tailpipe across the Rocky Mountains; to the paradise that is the Front Range.

To be sure, I was born and raised in this briar-patch, and happy to beback, the peoples republic is a fertile oasis to raise a son. We hoped to have a home, yard and fence and all; currently we are gentrifimacated out of a reasonable real estate price point.

So we rent a cramped flat surrounded by a cornucopia of world citizens, migrants, emigrants and immigrants all. I smell curry cooking, overhear Spanish conversation, and do laundry with Africans that I have yet to meet.

I couldn’t be happier to be here, to be a part of it again.

On the Scene,

-KZ