More competition on the local entertainment blog scene

Boston CityScene. Only has a few posts so far, and it's not even listed as live on the main CityScene site (which itself is pretty new), so maybe it's still in beta, or something. But it sorta looks to be a cross between Bostonist (sans use of the third person) and Metroblogging Boston (in fact, graphically, it looks A LOT like Metroblogging Boston; imitation must be the sincerest form of flattery). Fortunately, it looks nothing like, which looks like what you'd get if you drenched the waterfront in red paint (or blood), then shot some lightning bolts through it.

One of these is not the same:



Blood runs in the streets!

Sandy's sessions

Marc pays a visit to Sandy's Music for one of its Monday-evening jam sessions:

... Passers-by glance into the shop in surprise, drawn by the counterintuitive twang of banjo, guitar, mandolin and fiddle, as though seeing Sandy's — now deep in its third decade — for the first time. Indeed, it is exactly the kind of shop that fades into obscurity but is always around for those who need it, and it is largely the same for the old-time music played there. ...

Logan radar snafu has some benefits

J writes:

She is gone now, technology brought us together and technology gave us 12 extra hours together. Radar was down at Logan last night so she got to stay till this morning. We got one more meal together, one more game of scrabble one more kiss goodnight. And still it is not enough. ...

Eric found himself faced with some extra time - like the whole night. Fortunately, he has friends in Chicago:

... regretting the already painful fact that i was travelling with the heaviest carry-on bag in the history of modern flight, i trudged my way across the 27.3 miles that separate the united terminal from the american terminal to wait for the unsuspecting mrs. gentry at gate H13. ...

JT was on a Boston-bound plane:

They told us it was the fog. The pilot was cool about it though, you could tell the delays were driving him crazy too.

Globe a little slow on the local uptake?

Yesterday's Globe had a wild-west story out of Mattapan in which patrons at the BPL branch there had to duck when a bullet came flying through a window. As the story notes:

The shooting was first reported in the Dorchester Reporter.

Yes, it was - last week (read the Reporter account).

Today, the Globe does it again, this time with a report on drunken, rowdy partiers in the North End that I first read about last week on David's Weblog.

Just a couple of aberrations, or is the Globe losing its local edge? I'd ask ace metro columnist Brian McGrory, but he seems awfully busy today sucking his thumb (or doing something even more useless).

My standard newspaper disclosure.