OK, I admit, that was a prescient statement. I haven't actually written a music review yet, but let's just say that the meeting with Mr. Journalist Man was quite fruitful.
M: So, if you're interested, I could send you up to Belfast this Saturday to see LCD Soundsystem (read: extremely influential and well-known musicians put together own two-piece band) play live, all expensives paid including train and hotel. In return, you could write a 100-word review for me and I'll publish it. What do you think?
kmac: YES I'm interested! Only one thing...I have to work Saturday.
M: Hmmm, and you don't feel sick at all? Maybe a little cough, a bit of headache? *cough cough*
kmac: Now that you mention it, I do feel a little sick.
I talked to the coolest manager at the restaurant and she said that she would absolutely give me the day off (I told her the truth) and that she would even take my shift, but that she was going to the all-weekend music festival Electric Picnic in County Laios ("Leesh"), where Bjork and Beastie Boys were headlining. If she didn't go, her boyfriend would kill her. Let's just say tickets were hard to come by and the price of absence is death.
Oh well. M. said that if there was ever any show I wanted to go to, I would just need to let him know in advance and he'd get tickets. To return to the favor, I'd help him out and write the gig review.
Step 1: Get foot in door.
Step 2. Get other food in door.
Step 3: Secure door tightly behind you so that no other free-loader can piggyback on your good fortune.
Step 4: Laugh maniacally and rub palms together.
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5 comments:
that's awesome. look at you, ms music-review-writer-and-all-kinds- of-fabulousness.
xo
Premature?
premature would work, too
There you go try all sorts of jobs, maybe you'll find your calling. You can give music review that fresh Yankee twist.
i am so very jealous...
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