Ambessa Cantave and I are taking a walk in West Oakland, looking for an old music venue he used to go to. He’s having some trouble finding the place.
“Let’s go down one more block,” he says. “I think … it’s one of these things.”
The building we stop in front of used to be a dairy creamery, before it got converted to a warehouse music venue called the WC.
“It was pretty abandoned,” Cantave says. “It seemed like a great place for partying.”