Sorry for the uncharacteristic lack of posts; I’ve been pretty busy at work. Then there’s the head cold I’ve been battling, which meant no blogger meet ups or shows — just lots of soup, Claritin™ and The Wire. We did manage to visit my aunt in Hinesburg last Friday, though, where I drank way too much and told crazy stories to her (hopefully) bemused children.
I was hoping to have another podcast put together by now, but in between the upcoming wedding and my general panic about where the hell we’re gonna move and what I might do there, I’ve been rather distracted.
You know how I always bitch about how indie-rock is boring as shit these days? Well, someone agrees with me.
Also in SF Weekly: “The situation can’t be unfucked,” says ex-Arthur editor Jay Babcock. Read why here.
I get to talk to one of my heroes, Lindsey Buckingham, in a wee little while. I’ll let you know how that goes.
UPDATE: I just talked to Mr. Buckingham. Nice fella. I was psyched that he didn’t shy away from questions about Fleetwood Mac. Of course he’s probably heard them all by now…. Oh yeah — he plays the Flynn on April Fool’s Day. And I’m currently listening to live Uriah Heep, ’cause our General manager Rick Woods is insane and he just threw the CD at my head [insert devil’s horns].


haw! ok, ok, here is an idea, get good and wasted and come start a riot at The Trojan Women! we will be glad for the distraction, so much suffering, quel bore! 😉
Who said anything about “booze-free”?…..
Hey, and if you are in the mood for some tragedy after your booze-free blogger meet up, come see the last night of The Trojan Women at Champlain College: death, destruction, choral odes, helen the most beautiful woman in the world – yeah, it is all there – plus your fellow blogger in a burka! 😉
I’m down for a meet-up on the 31st. An earlier, more reserved meeting is probably a good idea after last week’s drunken romp…
Don’t you dare talk shit about Lindsey. Dude made great music with the Mac. And the totally OOP Buckingham-Nicks album (a track from which I’ll post tomorrow) is beautiful. So screw, mr. whatever it is you listen to guy.
lyndsey Buckingham hu? speaking of boring as shit….
Yes! That was the poster. I remember wondering what 3030 was.