I can't complain but sometimes I still do
I am going to spinning some serious tuneage Sunday night at Cranky Pat's in Neenah. Anybody who wants their socks blown off their feet and into the murky depths of Lake Winnebago (through the ice even!) should show up around 9:30 p.m. I'll be playing everything from Johnny Cash to Justin Timberlake, Joy Division to Journey, and Jay-Z to the Jam, and that's just the Js!
posted by Steve Hyden @ 1:55 PM
I can't complain but sometimes I still do
My name is Steve and I'm a newspaper reporter and writer living in northeast Wisconsin, which is just below the armpit created by the bulk of the state and the peninsula. I don't live in the actual armpit, which is Green Bay, which is a place where fat people sit on their porches and watch traffic go by when the Packers aren't in season. I live in Appleton, a place where slightly less fat people do slightly more interesting things, like watch NASCAR, which is traffic with better camera work. I like living here 79 percent of the time. I fancy myself a deep thinker, an iconoclast, a man who can enjoy both high and low culture. Think Chuck Klosterman with a dose of Jack Nicholson from "Five Easy Pieces." However, I suspect I am not nearly as cool as I think I am. I may in fact be a dork. For example, look at how I described myself a few sentences earlier. What can I say? I'm the guy who started listening to the Clash when he was 13 not because he was reacting against the repressive Republican regime he had lived under most of his life, but because John Cusack wore a Clash T-shirt in "Say Anything..."
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If I show up and don't hear some Morris Day and the Time, there will be hell to pay.
Just stay away from those G's ... you know, Gwen Stefani, Gin Blossoms ...
My bad, it's 10:14 and I just remembered. Hope it went well.
John
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