Today I watched the Presidential debates and saw Mecca Normal open for The Julie Ruin.
They could not have been more different experiences.
I actually hadn’t heard of Mecca Normal before tonight, but their music made an incredible impact on me. I’ve been behind on my publishing schedule (this comic is even going up late), but this show and this band helped energize me so that I could get caught up.
When I’m drawing in a crowded bar, it’s because I want to draw, not because I’m trying to get attention for being artistic or a loner or whatever.
I recognize that she might have been completely oblivious to me, or that she might have just enjoyed not having a man bother her while she danced. But I’m pretty sure she wanted me to notice and acknowledge her.
And I was just in the right kind of mood to completely refuse to do so.