On Friday evening, I was strolling around downtown San Jose, searching for something to do or see. I was dressed down, nothing that could be mistaken for club attire, so I tossed that thought from my mind. I was way too restless to go home.
I passed a handful of war protesters perched on the tip of Plaza de Cesar Chavez. Pausing for a moment to hear the people chanting and the cars honking, I took it all in before walking on.
Continuing up Market Street, I began to hear smatterings of music and spotted a group of people standing by the Circle of Palms outside of the San Jose Museum of Art. Curiosity grabbed me and I couldn't resist the temptation to see who was playing.
Performing by the front steps of the museum was an all-girl rock band called The Feathers. They are a local group that has been together for about ten months. They had a sound about them that made me stop and listen. At one point, I looked around to notice that some of the protesters had stopped by to listen as well. When they finished playing, I decided it was time for some coffee.







