Some things Murfreesboro has to look forward to:
A new Wiffleball season. 'Nuff said.
New records. Kelly Kerr and the Distractions, Velcro Stars, Cody Blaine and a few others are all either done with their respective releases or are in the process of completing them. Yay!
New bands. None of these bands is really new, but you've probably never heard of them: Awesome Shirt, Pots and Chains, and Flora Shakespeare are leading the charge of the young. Keep your ear to the ground.
Club 527. Hear me out: The club formerly known as Infernobar, Bongo Johnny's and Main St. is trying to get its act together. Booking bands like The Features and AutoVaughn is definitely a step in the right direction for the venue with the best-sounding room in town.
New house-music venues. We're like cockroaches—you can't totally kill our little house scene. We'll just get up and move. The venue formerly known as Midnight Mountain is now going by the name Megachurch, and hopefully Casa de Juan (East) and House Pride continue to have bang-up shows. From what I hear, the guys who booked for House House are in cahoots with at least one of these places.
I really miss House House. I think it's blatantly obvious why. The venue had that rare combination of really good bands and a homey ambiance that happened to be in a house. The people there were fighting the good fight, and as always, someone felt they had to mess that up, whether consciously or otherwise. When House House stopped having shows, I kinda lost interest in the music scene. It had brought new and exciting music to town several times a month, and it will definitely be missed.
A word on Wiffleball: As the sole member of the Wiffleball Writers' Association of America, I'm going to hand out the year-end awards. The MVP distinction goes to co-captains Eric Giles and Shane Spresser—co-captains because they are both so good it's quite unfair if they are on the same team. Eric also gets the Golden Wiffle, our version of the Cy Young. And surprisingly, Shane is the batting champ. Rookie of the Year honors belong to Tyler Coppage. Seeing as how the last couple of games ended in ties—yeah, there are ties in Wiffleball when it's 2:30 a.m.—we either saw a ridiculous amount of growth as players or a dramatic decline.
Oh, and Nashville, we still got your number, girl.
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