Fucking power grid in Rogers Park! While 95% of this issue was brought to you from Nightspots HQ ( see picture on page 14 for a closer look at said HQ ) , the remaining 5% was the result of our fabulous assistant publisher Terri Klinsky and her last-minute hospitality ( and working power ) . Andersonville: 1; Rogers Park: 0.
And surprise, surprise, Mr. Zander Mander. I bet you thought I would never put your smiling face on the cover. Well, just goes to show you what a little sticktoitiveness can net you. Happy 30th anniversary on the scene, baby!
Have you been to Creaoke karaoke at The Glenwood on Wednesdays? I thought I'd pop in for one last quiet drink on the way home and was shocked to find a fucking nuthouse in progress. And the birthday celebrations of resident nuts Jimmy and Brian was the icing on the nut log. So cool to have this swinging pad in Rogers Park. Andersonville: 1; Rogers Park: 1.
E-pologies this week go to the fine folks of Jackhammer. When I posted on Facebook that I was bored there, I only meant that I had gotten there early and none of my insane hammerfriends were there yet. The self-same post also included a plea for folks to meet me there. I didn't in any way mean to imply that Jackhammer was boring. I think the myriad batshit photos I've printed over the years can attest to that truth!
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