Your Arms Are My Cocoon: birth/rabbit/death in Iowa City
In wedding gowns and emo hair, Chicago screamo band Your Arms Are My Cocoon brought their own miserable bedroom of glittery teen angst back to Gabe’s in Iowa City.
Martha keeps thinking of the events of the past day and needs a distraction. Will she be able to find it thousands of feet in the air? Continue the journey with them as they make their way around the world doing something what they’ve been waiting months to do. Image via: parksandresorts.wdpromedia.com