I left the Che Cafe tonight. Severing all ties. I can’t mentally do it anymore. It’s the most important place in San Diego. It’s my favorite place in the world. I’ve been attending shows at the Che for half my life. Volunteering for over a decade. Ultimately, it’s a new generation and I don’t feel I belong. An old voice falling on deaf ears.
My only request is if it’s gonna die, accept it, and let it die with dignity. Don’t fuck it up.
At least I still have my memories.
I feel you Greg. Thank you so much for your life long dedication to making this place so rad.