When I stepped out onto the sidewalk this morning to go to work it was a bright sunny day, perfect temperature. I got the song Cemetry Gates by The Smiths in my head after that, the line about “a dreaded sunny day, so I meet you at the cemtry gates.” I wasn’t really dreading the sunny day I just ...
I was invited to go see The National the other night with my friend Emily. This was the opening night of a new venue in midtown west / hell's kitchen called Terminal 5. I had high hopes for the place because its owned by the Bowery Ballroom people who have the best venues in NYC. The venue was in kind ...
I came into Webster Hall with a friend waiting for Animal Collective to start. We were there a little over an hour and 15 after the doors open, seemed like it should be about time for them to start.
After a beer or 2 we realized a band was already playing, it was some kind of weird electronic ambient music ...
