My amazing friend gabby brought me to the North Oakland Food Not Bombs house a few years ago for some music and festivity's. It was a damn fine time. They had a big converted bus out and about with folks playin sets in/on it. Food was eaten, and some nighttime basketball was played. Thank you Oakland.
I've been rooting around and found a bunch of old stuff, thats not as old as the NZ stuff, or the Yukon stuff.. some of it is, actually.. maybe even older..