Way back in May, we rolled out the first edition of our new incarnation. We had made a short documentary about Kindness, that was really about realizing a dream. The next week we were in Nashville, with Bully, and we were writing about how that band functions but also about writing, about wanting to, needing to, having people who need you to and also about everything that conspires to delay that gratification. By June, our week on Wet looked like snow and sounded like inside. Natalie Prass played us a version of a song she thought was embarrassing and we thought was a miracle. Toro y Moi wanted to draw instead of play. Boogie's mom had us over way too often and we stood witness to Dart’s oath to take his mom to the Grammys. Mizan was solo but her words were full of people. Cities Aviv took us to Memphis, and we remembered what home does to a person. Miguel remembered us, and we heard his words for their worth.