We’ve got 4 pairs of tickets to give away to see the Sea & Cake on Sunday night at the Museum of Fine Arts. They’ll go to the first four people who post a comment on this post saying they’re interested. Hitch: you gotta be willing to swing by Phoenix headquarters (near Fenway) by 6 pm this evening to pick ‘em up.
A soapbox food interview that verges on psychoelectronica, seriously: pseudonymous food critic MC Slim JB talks Darth-Vader-voice-distortion style to FNX about populace dining reviews "Eatin' good in Boston's 'hoods" and "Stuffed: The third-annual dining awards". It's probably some of the strangest shizz you've ever heard.
It seems like the Heroes writers were so busy packing their premiere with plot that they neglected to consider that they were also making it unwatchable. A character had barely enough time last night to finish his/her lines before we were whisked off to the next character’s scene. Ok that’s an overstatement. But you get my point.
Tickets for Bruce Springsteen and the E Street Band’s dual Boston shows in November went
on sale this morning at 10 A.M., and at about 10:01 A.M., they were sold out.
Normally, I wouldn’t be shocked and appalled, but when I’m
one of the huddled, sleep-deprived masses who pulls himself out of bed 10
minutes early to pay my economic tribute to The Boss, you think the gods would
smile on me a bit.
I was ready to preface this quick take on Kelsey Grammer and Patricia Heaton’s new sitcom Back To You with something long and winded about my love for Grammer’s old show Frasier. But after the series premiere last night of Back To You, I’ve lost my will to do it.
The premise — big-shot anchorman Chuck Darling (Grammer) is forced to return to his old Pittsburgh Station, WURG, when fired from his gig in LA — is fine enough.
Today’s Globe features a front page, above the fold story about Mayor Menino’s plans to make Boston more bike friendly (titled
“Pedal Pushing,” ugh. Did someone’s grandmother think up that headline?). It’s serendipitous
timing since, as I was biking to work today I: a) was nearly hit by some dude in a black
two-door of some sort, who sped past me to get to the um, red light.