Three chords, a couple verses, and a chorus to lift the soul when the lights go down.
At Anthem on Ashley, we find ourselves in the history of our little corner in Old Fourth Ward just steps from the BeltLine. The ATL punk, garage-rock, and metal music scenes were galvanized. Wrung with sweat and littered with guitar strings. Turned up to 11 in 100 or so 10x10 rehearsal spaces formerly known as Thunderbox Studios. But the energy cannot be destroyed, only converted. And the creativity that bloomed here lives on in the heartbeat of Anthem on Ashley.
A new song rising out of the cigarette ash of one of Atlanta’s cultural icons.