"A long, long time ago, I was in a Richmond, Virginia–based band called The Jefferson Plane Crash. We were writing an album, and our practice space was the old, infamous Compound. I distinctly remember walking into the restroom to hit the head, and I noticed a...
Escaping the gravitational pull of his Richmond roots, Adam Juresko has set off towards the Pacific, taking up residence in the rhythmic, urban drumbeats of San Francisco. His days are consumed in the city's labyrinthine corridors of local libraries, eclectic art stores, and graffiti-adorned back alleys. In a quixotic quest, Adam is assembling...
If you’ve ever worked at a veterinary clinic or rescued a pet that pays the rent for one, you are probably aware of the delicate procedure that is rectal temperature taking. Be it dog or cat, you want to convince the animal that you are working in their best interest, to comfort them while simultaneously maintaining control of the situation. You...
Wanted to share some images with you. A reminder of what can happen when the people of this city get together in a positive way. A blog post of my own experience from January 03, 2008. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dro7S6SoiWM&embeds_referring_euri=https%3A%2F%2Frvamag.com%2F&source_ve_path=MjM4NTE It was the longest day of my life. A...
Back at Last to Beat Your Ass. Fucking Blood Everywhere. Blood, Sweat, and Chairs. These are all names of past Richmond Lucha Libre shows. In case you’re not familiar with RLL, the city’s own wrestling alliance, let me describe a typical show for you. Imagine a burly wrestler suplexing someone into a crowd of spectators, or a costumed...
Oura Sananikone is a mad scientist. Forget lightning, biodiesel, and solar panels—his imagination could propel the world on its axis. I was lucky enough to spend a lazy Monday morning sipping PBR with Oura in his makeshift factory of a home. Surrounded by technicolor creatures, I began to feel like I’d somehow stumbled onto the set of Darby...
