A few weeks ago, I professed my man-crush for Chuck Klosterman after reading "Sex, Drugs and Cocoa Puffs." As per usual in the dysfunctional cyber-realm that is Solid State, my comments sparked a mini-debate — though this one lacked the base name-calling that has come to characterize so many of my posts. Fun times!
Anywhoo, in one of the comments I mentioned my affinity for another rock scribe, David Thorpe, who writes a column for the Boston arts and entertainment rag, The Weekly Dig, called The Burn Unit. At the time, The Dig was reconstructing their website so I couldn't point you in their direction. But now they're back and I can introduce you to one of the three things I liked about living in Boston — the other two being the Sox and all the cute Irish chicks in Southie. Wikkid pissah!
Here's the link. This week's column isn't his finest work — I can't decide if referring to Mick Jagger as The Beatles front man was a joke or a misprint. But the three or four prior are gold, particularly the one about Courtney Love's MySpace blog.