Yes, this book changed my life. I got it when I was in 6th grade.
I was writing either “bands” or “chipmunk” at the time
(fuck you pat), skating, and running around Seattle with DSF,
HLK and Ben Secord. The comet wall was the spot,
Crescent Downworks was the biz (where 35th is), weed was
actually fun and made you laugh/hallucinate, special brew and
monarch were the bootleg drank of choice and my downstairs
window was the gateway to the city. An open ended urban
Narnia of art, drugs, skating and the occasional hand job.
I miss Wu-Tang.