Gen 16 2007, 23:51
I usually try not to be too sentimental or to dwell on the "good old days." I was listening to The Reality of My Surroundings
today, however, and it occurred to me how fortunate I had been as an undergrad student in terms of the shows I'd been able to see.
I'm currently in the home of Purdue University, where good shows are few and far between. Wilco
and Alejandro Escovedo
came last fall, and The Queers
were just here, but there's not a whole lot going on. I guess we're not that far from Indianapolis or Chicago, but I'm too lazy nowadays to get excited about a long drive for a show.
As an undergrad, I had the good fortune to spend four years in Columbia, Missouri, a fantastic town in which to be a music-loving student (or at least it was 15 years ago, but I suspect that not much has changed). Listening to Fishbone
brought back memories of my first semester in college, the Fall of 1991. What a semester that was at the Blue Note, at the time the only place in Columbia someone underage could see a show: Hoodoo Gurus