you know when you give someone an apology along with your web link? “Oh, here’s my web site, but it’s horribly out of date.” Yeah, that’s been me for the past three or four years. I’ve got something like 250 articles/reviews that aren’t on my writing page, not to mention hundreds of photos that I haven’t put up yet either. (I started a redesign of my photos page back in 2007. Someday, maybe I’ll finish it.)
So I’m gradually chipping away at the list of writing that’s not yet online; here are six pieces (3 new CD reviews, 3 old concert reviews) that I’ve added up to my online clipfile:
• Concert review: Built to Spill at the 9:30 club, performing Perfect From Now On – 23 September 2008 (the Washington Post)
• Concert review: Jimmy Eat World and Paramore at the American University Bender Arena – 26 April 2008 (the Washington Post)
• Concert review: Rascal Flatts at Nissan Pavilion – 26 July 2008 (the Washington Post)
• CD Review: the Concretes: WYWH (Friendly Fire, 2010) – the Washington Post
• CD Review: Eilen Jewell: Butcher Holler: a Tribute to Loretta Lynn (Signature Sounds, 2010) – the Washington Post
• CD Review: Sarah McLachlan: Laws of Illusion (Arista, 2010) – the Washington Post
Not sure if I’ll update this blog every time I do a clipfile update, but it is kind of cool and weird to go back and read stuff I wrote 3 or 4 years ago.
I remember writing that Rascal Flatts review in the back seat of my car– the parking lot at Nissan Pavilion takes forever to empty out, so it was a way to kill time– and not realizing that the whole parking lot had finally emptied out until a security guard came and knocked on my window to find out what the hell I was still doing, sitting in the back seat of a car in the middle of an empty parking lot. I also remember talking to the mother of the teenager with the Rascal Flatts lyrics tattooed across her back, that I cited in that review.
I remember running into a friend of mine on the way in to that Built to Spill show (someone I don’t think I’ve seen since that night, now that I think about it) and pushing our way up to the very front nook of the balcony at the 9:30 club, which is one of my favorite places to watch a show in that club.
I remember walking to the Bender Arena from the metro– it’s a lot longer of a walk than I’d anticipated, which would’ve been fine except for the rain. And it kinda made me feel like I was in high school again, watching a rock concert in a basketball arena.