Just got back from the Sparrow Quartet concert at the Wilma. Holy moly. I haven’t seen a show that great in a long time. Judging from the audience – which mostly filled the lower level of the theatre, but cheered like a sell-out crowd – I’m not the only one who walked away [...]
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From what I hear, Ani DiFranco’s concert at the Wilma on Thursday night was a thing of legend. Not just because of her performance — which, from my own past experience, was probably predictably spellbinding — but because of the performance by the Coyote Choir, a local group of kid singers organized by [...]
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In the past decade, one of America’s most seemingly stable and internationally influential industries has withered to a pale shadow of its former self. But unlike the demise of some other once-thriving American industries – electronics and automobile manufacturing, steelmaking, and so-on – the decline of the recording industry has played out in dramatically visible fashion right here in Missoula.
In fact, it can be seen within the walls of one Missoula business: Rockin’ Rudys. [Read More...]
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Today is Insult Your Boss Day. Now, I’m pretty sure the proclamation is merely a marketing ploy for this book; but it’s hard to resist celebrating anyway.
Just kidding, Uncle Lee! I love you with all the money in my bank account!
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I don’t mean to beat a dead horse. Really.
But when someone wishes actual violence upon me over a story I wrote, something’s out of balance. [Read More...]
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I just realized I had never linked up the final wrap-up story I wrote about going to China with the Rocky Mountain Ballet Theater — which is unfortunate and needs to be fixed, since it is, in many ways, the story I am most proud of from the series. I think, or at [...]
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I received a gift certificate in the mail today. It was from the Uptown Cafe in Butte. It’s made out to “Joe Nickell’s Mother-in-Law,” and it’s for lunch for two. It had a “get well soon” note in the bottom corner.
Now that’s the kind of reader-feedback a feller can bite into.
If only all readers had been so thoughtful.
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Ear Candy Music isn’t supposed to exist. As early as a decade ago, tech-business magazines such as Wired and Business 2.0 were sounding a death dirge for small, independent record stores like Ear Candy. The business model, those magazines told us, couldn’t hold up against the onslaught of new technology and new forms of retail.
Amazon.com was already taking a huge bite out of the traditional retail music business; digital downloads were on the horizon; and even in the traditional retail world, mega-stores like Best Buy and Wal-Mart were flexing new muscle, preparing to pound the little guys.
I know this bit of media history all too well, because I wrote for those magazines back then.
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I know I already made a big deal about how much I hate the new version of Word, but that was before this morning, when I decided I needed to read an old file of notes from some stories I wrote back in 1999. The notes were written in some form of Word, [...]
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This voicemail message greeted me when I got back to the office this afternoon:
Joe, your phone’s probably been pretty busy today. Maybe as a journalist you just seem to be the lowest form of life in the world, that you just look at that stuff close to the ground, so negatively for so long that you just don’t know what it’s like to see something positive in your life. And I feel sorry for you. I’m not gonna bring your mother into this situation, but I really do think that you owe the city of Butte a big apology and I think you’ve really done the Missoulian an injustice as well; or maybe not, maybe the Missoulian is showing its colors also. But I really do think that this article had nothing to do with the Folk Festival, had more to do with you and your mother falling down and how you made a miscalcultation and did things on your own that were bad decisions.
I’m assuming the caller, a guy named Donald from Missoula, was referring to this post (which ran in Monday’s Missoulian), about my experience at the National Folk Festival on Saturday.
People like this really do just blow my mind.
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