Had a lovely time at the NYC Blogger's Dinner on Saturday, meeting the ebullient NTodd in person and putting faces to lots of names I knew. I won't give a full report here, because I don't have to. Elayne and NTodd (our generous and perky host), watertiger and Leslie are on top of that. (If you look carefully in one of Elayne's pics, your humble narrator is there. Wish I'd been smart, like steve simels, an put up my hands.)
Meanwhile, I go to bed early one night--one night, I swear--and miss this excellent thread at Eschaton.
Atrios asks for: Bands Which Suck But You Love Anyway
I don't mean a couple boy band tracks you groove to guiltily at the gym. I mean, a band whose entire catalog is sitting on your shelf and you eagerly wait their next release but about which you are embarrassed...
And I missed it. Full props to my divine friend watertiger, however. First comment posted: "Where the hell is NYMary?"
To be fair, my participation in such a conversation would be likely to descend quickly: I've got a lot of bands whose whole catalogs I own, but hell, if I was embarrassed, I wouldn't have this blog, now would I? I have all of Shoes and 20/20, for example (including Ron Flynt & the Bluehearts and his recent solo album, which I mean to blog about shortly), but there's no shame in that for me. We have startling amounts of GBV (and Pollard solo, and Lexo and the Leapers, and Go Down Snowball), Superchunk, Red Kross, and XTC. But no shame, not really. I was amazed to see what folks are ashamed of: Chumbawamba? I love those guys! Perhaps I have a lower shame threshold than most, but there weren't a lot of Michael Bolton confessions--even geeks have their limits.
But I should've been there. Read the thread for great entertainment.