“So, Carl, aren’t you going to paint the half-naked chicks?”
So asked my good friend Dave at the Paradise last night.
No, it wasn’t a strip club. No, it wasn’t an art show, though it certainly was art. No, it wasn’t a wild orgy plucked from the fertile ground of my imagination. If it [...]

Wow.
I am so tired. Dead tired. And my ears are still ringing.
What a great show.

Picture from rich1million’s Melt Banana Flickr album

The night began rather poorly. First of all, I spent the better part of a half-hour on my cell-phone listening to Carl’s R-rated commentary on the poor design of Boston’s roadways and the less-than-impressive driving skills of Boston motorists. Telling him to take a deep-breath and count to 10 didn’t work. Sitting [...]

The month of music shall commence tomorrow evening! Well, for Carl, I suppose it starts tonight. You see, he is attending a Tori Amos concert… which is close to an unforgiveable act.