How about...hmmm...November 4. Saturday, November 4, at the Marigold Bowl at the Broadway/Halsted/Grace intersection. 10 PM. Let me know if you need directions or parking information or anything. And let me know if you're going to be there, too. I'll probably have some sort of pre-event dinner-type thing as well (most likely at a place like Leona's, which is good with large groups of people).
This could be the night that I finally get up there and sing, people. You don't want to miss it. And hopefully Nathan and the rest of the Mil Mulliganos will show up and treat us to awesome renditions of Doobie Brothers and Bob Dylan songs.
My new journal is up. Go read it. I'm attempting to update it every day.
I'm wounded by John's statement that he doesn't take weblogs seriously. Man, this weblog is totally serious. Like, more serious than serious. I take this way seriously. And so should everyone else. This is hard-hitting, groundbreaking shit I'm doing here. How DARE YOU not take it seriously? It's at least as serious as record reviews, and we all know that record reviews are a Very Serious Thing.
Now I'm going to sit back and wait for the hate mail from Angry Record Reviewers Who Take Record Reviewing Seriously. I'm sure it will be entertaining, and I'm sure it will put me in my place. Har.
This minor breach of netiquette really incensed me, so I made this:
It's really funny to go to the page and see this hideous bright-green lettering sticking out like a sore thumb. And since they didn't specify a size for the graphic, it shows up full size. Heh.
You may feel free to use this graphic if people are stealing bandwidth from you. Just, uh, download it to your own server, please.
Anyway, I'm now waiting for someone I know to buy Suitcase so I can listen to it and then decide.
Speaking of Pitchfork, I didn't know they updated their reader mail section daily. I'd like to nominate Nick Mirov for the Funniest Person at Pitchfork award. I read a whole pile of the reader mail archives today, and his captions were consistently funny. Not necessarily as funny as the reader mail itself--it's really hard to top some of the unintentionally funny things people say--but they were damn funny.

Librarian. Mom. Crafter. nanette dot donohue at gmail dot com.
Subscribe to
Posts [Atom]