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Mosswood Meltdown is an annual beacon for all the freaks, geeks, rebels, righteousness, and everything that smells like punk rock. The East Bay punk scene has continued to thrive, as punkers converge on familiar and unique locations from 925 Gilman Street to the beach with a solar-powered van and even the public transit system. This is a dedicated mob of misfits that continues to expand and connect. It was no surprise that this year’s Mosswood Meltdown had a significantly larger attendance than years past. Moving the date to an off-holiday weekend was a plus. Although headlining a legend like Devo and closing the festival with Bratmobile, a new uprising force in the punk world, is a stronger likelihood for a significant increase in attendance. My main complaint was that this festival ended too soon. I am still hungry and looking forward to next year. This must have been a shared feeling, as the early bird tickets for 2026 sold out quicker than a sneeze. Continue reading “Mosswood Meltdown 2025 — We Love You”
When listening to Molly Tuttle and the Golden Highway, your entire person will elevate to a higher positivity. The upbeat, quick rhythms with elated smiles between the band and the audience were contagious. During a few short pauses of confession and conversation, she referenced San Francisco as her home. Upon each return, she witnessed the changes and felt the nostalgia for the original San Francisco and California Dream. This is the origin of the “San Francisco Blues.” Of the entire set, my personal favorite was “Crooked Tree” with the stand-out lyrics “who am I to wish I wasn’t the way I am.” All of the songs appeared to resonate with a strong positivity encouraging self-appreciation and acceptance. Safety of self and home. 