We need more zines like this! There are so many Punks of Color carving out space, playing in bands, making art and writing about their experiences in the punk scene. This zine reminds me of why I am a fucking punk and why we remain visible and why we are here: for eachother. This zine is a witty account about all the bullshit he deals with being a Black punk. A for realz laugh out loud step by step piece of how to carve your own space at a punk show. Raw, hilarious and fucking necessary.