Stop me if you think you've heard this one before: After Thanksgiving, I was so bloated from overindulgence, I overslept and missed an opportunity to make a Zia Records run. My friends came over and presented me with a postcard gift.
Andy Rourke of the THE SMITHS spinning... somewhere. I couldn't read where, I was so infuriated.
Do you know how many times I have fallen for this exact stunt? Three times, actually. THREE TIMES. Twice in NYC and once in Scottsdale. All three times, I went to th
Last week, I called out Andy Rourke of the Smiths for standing me up not once, not twice, but thrice. As you may know, Rourke of The Smiths took my advice and showed up to spin this weekend at the Ruby Room. And me? Well, I took the opportunity to embarrass myself in front of a member of my all-time favorite band. In fact, I'm hesitant to share this story because I worry he'll be able to find me.But here goes.
"Arms Wide" by Lindsey Nochta.
We're changing things up for this month's edition of our First Friday preview post. In addition to providing you with a rundown of musicians performing at the monthly event, from here on out we'll also be giving you the scoop on much of the artwork being shown at the galleries and spaces along Roosevelt Row, Grand Avenue, and else where in CenPho. (As always, be sure to contact the venue for more info.)
For example, peruse the colorful works of painter Suzanne
It didn't take long for Napa Valley Soda Co.'s marketing shtick to work on our tasters. "Look, it's from Napa Valley, I bet it's good," said our art director, Peter Storch, upon seeing four bottles of the stuff, purchased from Big Lots for $2. After trying the stuff, he wasn't disappointed.
