A Moment For Transparency

The 413 Joint started because people here were making things that deserved more than a quick repost.

At the time, I don’t think I fully understood what I was building. I just knew I wanted to be closer to what was happening around me. I saw events happening around me. Communities being built and I wanted to be apart of that without truly understanding what showing up meant. Looking back, I think I was trying to find my place in it too.

I wanted to document. I wanted to connect. I wanted there to be something people could look back at. A page, a conversation, some proof that we were here.

And for a while, that was The 413 Joint.

Some of it was shared. Some of it got left in drafts, folders, and conversations. A lot of it was never seen. That is the part I want to own.

When The 413 Joint slowed down, it did not slow down cleanly. There were interviews I started and didn’t finish. Ideas I said yes to that were never fully fleshed out. People trusted me with their time, their work, their photos, their words, or even just their excitement, and they did not always get the final piece they deserved.

For that, I apologize.

I cared about this project deeply. I still do. But I got overwhelmed by the version of it I built. Everything felt like it had to become a full thing before it could be shared. Designed, edited, packaged, and then uploaded. Then scrutinized over and over again endlessly. Constantly looking for faults and never happy with the outcome. And when I could not contend with that, I stepped back.

I wish I had communicated better. I wish I had asked for help sooner. I wish I had known how to make the project smaller before it became too much to carry. And I know that I cannot change the way I left some things, but I can come back to it with more honesty than I had before.

The 413 Joint was never supposed to be about one format or one perfect version of anything. It was never about one person. It was always about the people.

The ones making music after work, shooting photos with whatever they had, designing clothes between shifts, throwing shows, building brands, writing, filming, painting, styling, producing, and trying to make something real here. That is still the part I care about.

I understand showing up differently now. Showing up is not just posting someone’s flyer or asking questions and disappearing. It is not just starting something because you want to be close to the culture. Showing up means following through. Communicating. Being honest about capacity. Not leaving people waiting in silence.

That is what I want to do differently.

I do not want to come back louder just to prove something. I do not want to make promises I cannot keep. I do not want to rush to make it look like everything is figured out. I just want to move with more care. I just want to show up and have some fun.

The next version will be slower. Lighter. More honest about what can actually be done. Monthly conversations, moments from the archive, local releases and events, submissions. Not another machine to burn out on. Just a place for the work to live.

Somewhere people can come back to when they want to remember what was happening, find what is happening now, or send something in. Somewhere the creative community of the 413 can still be documented without making the process heavier than the reason it started.

To everyone who was part of the old version, thank you. To everyone who read it, shared it, submitted to it, or saw themselves or someone they knew in it, thank you.

I know trust does not come back just because I say I am here again. It comes back in the way things are handled. In the way I communicate. In the way I follow through. In the way this platform makes room for people without repeating the same silence.

The mission is still the same: to showcase the creative community of the 413. I still care about what was built. Even the parts that feel rough now. Even the parts I wish I handled differently. Even the parts that were left unfinished.

I just want to move forward with more care, more honesty, and a better way of carrying it.

With love,

Kaz
The 413 Joint