Today, on my way from the soul-sucker (or my day job, it's interchangeable), I had an idea for a contest. Most of my ideas are far-fetched and a whole lot less realistic when I'm not running on three hours of sleep, but this one I like.
So, if you could, help me out? What are some of your favorite venues? What venues in your hometown or general area bring the best shows?
Also, I posted a review today for Your Best Friend. I wasn't CRAZY about their self-titled debut, but they are a solid throwback to what I used to love about bands like Thursday, and so, I enjoyed it for what it is. Seems like some of their local fans aren't too happy with the score (or my first too paragraphs!), but that's just another day on 'deese boards.
I should start a band and then review myself. She's skilled in the triangle, yes, but her squawking attempts at vocals and incomprehensible shredding leaves the ears wondering where the world went wrong. Ouch!
When Glamour Kills contacted me to set-up a contest promoting their new line, I figured this would be a contest just like any other. You know how it is. Get a few entries, pick a winner - same old, same old. And then, when you asked if you could submit a video entry, I at first figured that answer should be "no". You are after all, a staffie. But then I thought, "Well, hell. I want to see if he actually air guitars."
I figured you were kidding until I saw Jason's news post. I don't think I've laughed this hard in forever. My giggling is clashing with this episode of CSI: Miami I am enjoying at the moment, but I don't even care!
And now, I need to post this video in my blog so I can always remember it. Oh man, picking a winner just got a whole lot harder.
I've been working with Steel Train to giveaway these tickets for their upcoming headlining tour with Dear and the Headlights and Forgive Durden. Evan keeps making the trivia questions harder and harder. Hahahah. These poor AP.net users. Questions like these would drive me nuts. Yesterday's contest had users searching for Jack and Evan's middle names. I mean, I know the Internet is good at information, but you have to be super good at stalking/researching to find the answer for a question like that. And this one is extra tough.
Sorry guys! Don't pull your hair out! At least the tour is amazingly worth it, right??!
Here they are! The 7 finalists for the Unsigned Band Merch Hook-Up. You can vote for which band you would like to see in the final round of seven here. The poll will be closed in one week (Saturday, March 22nd @ 7:30 p.m. EST), so vote quick.
Headed to the student union tonight to see some friends play. Dipped out, got ice cream with the roommate and laid low for the night. I have on odd obsession with maraschino cherries. Saw Henry Rollins speak this week, which was remarkable. I could see Ian MacKaye standing backstage, and that was epic for me. The man is a near idol of mine, and I've never been in the same room with him (and known about it). It's hard to put moments like those into words.
I have the semi-finalists for the Unsigned Band Merch Contest, and now I'm waiting for a few more of those bands to get back to me. You'd figure that it wouldn't take days for some of them to send me note back, especially when we are talking 1000 bucks of potential profit here. Hrmm.
I have a big to-do list for tomorrow and a book I'm really enjoying (Tucker Max's I Hope They Serve Beer In Hell). Nice and content.
Here they are! The 17 finalists for the Unsigned Band Merch Hook-Up. You can vote for which band you would like to see in the final round of seven here. The poll will be closed in one week (Thursday March 14th @ 6:30 p.m. EST), so vote quick.
Chipping away at the 300 some entries in the Glamour Kills Clothing/American Icon Merch Giveaway. There are a lot of not so good bands out there and just as many horrible band names, but I am determined to listen to all of them. I hope to find a few diamonds in the rough.
I'm in this Literary Journalism class, and I thought I was going to be in love. I thought it was going to be reliving those inspirations and musing moments from University of Pittsburgh when I was a Creative Non-fiction major. As it turns out, I was wrong, and the whole class is focused on talking about the plot and setting and characters of the stories we read. Yawn-fest, kinda like the band I'm listening to right now.