A few weeks ago, I professed my man-crush for Chuck Klosterman after reading “Sex, Drugs and Cocoa Puffs.” As per usual in the dysfunctional cyber-realm that is Solid State, my comments sparked a mini-debate — though this one lacked the  base name-calling that has come to characterize so many of my posts. Fun times!

Anywhoo, in one of the comments I mentioned my affinity for another rock scribe, David Thorpe, who writes a column for the Boston arts and entertainment rag, The Weekly Dig, called The Burn Unit. At the time, The Dig was reconstructing their website so I couldn’t point you in their direction. But now they’re back and I can introduce you to one of the three things I liked about living in Boston — the other two being the Sox and all the cute Irish chicks in Southie. Wikkid pissah!

Here’s the link. This week’s column isn’t his finest work — I can’t decide if referring to Mick Jagger as The Beatles front man was a joke or a misprint.  But the three or four prior are gold, particularly the one about Courtney Love’s MySpace blog.

Happy reading.

Dan Bolles is a culture coeditor at Seven Days. He joined the paper in 2007 as its music editor, covering Vermont's robust music, comedy and nightlife scenes for a decade before deciding he was too old to be going to the Monkey House on weeknights to see rock shows for a living. He became assistant arts editor in 2017 and culture coeditor in 2021. Bolles has received numerous local and national awards for his writing on Vermont arts, sports and the occasional celebrity canine murder mystery. He loves...

2 replies on “Burning Man”

  1. I just read Jancee Dunn’s rock-lit-autobiography “But Enough About Me”. It was really well written and funny. She wrote for rolling stone, was an mtv2 vj, among other things. I thought it was a good summer read. check it out. or don’t.

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