The downside of writing about music for fun is that you don’t get paid any money. The upside is that you can get as drunk as you want at a show and you probably won’t get fired. Plus, it’s Empty Bottle Evenings. It’s kind of the point. Our Drunk Guy Recaps are not just a…
When I found out that there was live music less than 10 minutes from my house I was ecstatic, which says a lot since I think the last time I was ecstatic was probably when I was able to find rare action figures at Toys R Us. I don’t know if Toys R Us is…
I spent Wednesday night in a Vermont venue surrounded by Vermont liberals singing “There is No God, So Clap Your Hands Together.” But it wasn’t the wet dream of a conservative who forgot to prepare his latest hot take before going on screen at Fox News. It was a Frank Turner concert and we…
It’s not every Thursday that I sit on the grass of Boston Common and watch Greek Dancers. Actually, it’s not any day. Ever. And to be honest I wasn’t even sure they were Greek. There was live music playing that I could only describe as “international” and there were costumed dancers, that much I was…
Sitting on the outside patio of a country-western themed bar across the street from historic Fenway Park, a loud commotion appeared to be happening in the middle of Lansdowne Street. Typically a place for people to grab a sausage, and if you’re lucky, a batting practice home run flying over the Green Monster, there would…
What’s the only thing weirder about a hardcore band from LA calling themselves The Bronx? The fact that they double as a mariachi band called Mariachi El Bronx of course. Their alter ego opened this night of weird but great music to an even stranger crowd: age range from 2 years old to 80, old…
It was Friday, I was done with work, I wanted a beer or two (or ten) and the word on the street was there was a good show going down at Milkboy. I didn’t know much about Quiet Life or The Bailey Hounds but I’ve seen Mike Quinn a few times and he’s got a…
