It cost me $50 for one adult movie ticket, a small popcorn, and a diet soda to see Cruella on a whim while waiting for the train yesterday. And honestly, the film was so incredible, I’d pay $50 again just to see it one more time. But more about that’s to come next week.
In the meantime, let’s recap what’s been hot here at The Burgundy Zine and gloss over some exciting news elsewhere that you may not have heard about yet.
Marcelyn is a local indie-electric trio with an infectious personality.
On Sunday, the band took us behind the scenes of their latest album “This is Woman’s Lib?” with an added inside scoop on their upcoming music video. We also shared a few laughs as we bonded over our love for Philadelphia.
Standing shoulder to shoulder, smushed together like sardines on a silver bullet that travels 55 mph from either end of the city, a “whoosh” falls upon your ears. The doors open and a school of passengers part the sea of those waiting to board. As you funnel out unto the boarding platform, the strong, unmistakable scent of urine wafts through your nostrils.
Ah, good ol’ public transportation. It may not be the cleanest or most consistent way to get from point A to B, but it has taught me what it means to be free.
Despite being at the epicenter of American history and bearing home to some of the most beautiful artwork in the country, the culture of Philadelphia remains the best kept secret in Pennsylvania – if not the entire nation.