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Tonight, on a whim, I joined my work pals N and S in Central Park for a FREE concert. Summerstage is tremendous, let me tell you (http://www.summerstage.org/). I saw Eric Bachmann and Neko Case, both fairly new to me, but both delightful and just right. You know when your heart needs ( Read more... )

Saturday PM took me to see Rusted Root for my [upcoming] birthday. It was lovely. Glad I thought of it. (Note: PM is not the best gift giver. I only recently broke him of giving me weapons for special occasions. Weapons... I am not that girl *all* of the time, ok?) I've been a fan of RR since mid-high school, but never ever saw a show, for ( Read more... )

My boys from Alabama came to visit AGAIN. PM was confused about why they visit NYC so much. Fact of the matter is they both have great jobs and rent is super cheap in AL--maybe a third of what it costs to live in a 1-bdrm in Brooklyn--so they use their money to see cool live shows up here. (It's not like many acts book B'ham on purpose ( Read more... )

I found my old copy of Vessels of Sin and ripped it. Cranked it up and danced nasty for a few minutes, remembering the sweet smell of whiskey, beer, and sweat-- oh how I miss those fucked-up nights at the Nick. If you never had the pleasure of rockin' out with your cock out to the Vessels, I'm truly sorry you missed it. Before the band was ( Read more... )

Last night PM and I celebrated our 11th month-a-versary; holy shit, almost a year now. We went to Webster Hall to see Blackalicious, specifically. We also wound up seeing two very bad hip-hop acts beforehand, a duo and then a white girl who PM swore was Sporty Spice (maybe it was the orange track suit...). Aesop Rock played after mister ( Read more... )