My cat, enjoying the spoils of SXSW
Back home in Brooklyn. I think I need to sleep for a week, then receive three days of non-stop full-body massages. Was it worth it? Of course. For four days, I got to live in this crazy fantasyland where everybody walks around with their names hanging around their necks, all the drinks, concerts, magazines, public transportation and wireless connections were free, I didn’t have to clean my bathroom, and my biggest problem was deciding between M.I.A. and the Futureheads at 11 p.m. on Thursday. And c’mon, I saw Blowfly, the New York Dolls and Brian Wilson. How can I complain?
If you enjoyed these incoherent ramblings, check out my regular blog, More in the Monitor, where my friend Caryn and I review shows in NYC. I’m seeing the Go! Team on Tuesday at Southpaw. If I can stand up, that is.