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we need a spreadsheet

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not just Toronto

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I am sitting in the mass parent/teacher meeting in the gym waiting for a parent to meet with me. Good times.

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Well, he's been a full-time journalist (snarf) since sometime after the word "blog" came into favor, so he's obviously got every right to tell us oldz writers what kind of value he places on notoriety. As opposed to talent.

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Grifting by another name.

But he's legit, and people who are old enough to remember what used to pass for journalism are lusers.

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I miss my "salary + overtime" gubmint jerb...

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Just to clarify, my upfist was in sympathy, not in "yay, liver failure"...

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Isn't that an Armistad Maupin character?

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As a musician, I can say that we had the "work for beer and exposure" angle covered WAY before you writin' folk...

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Yes! I've been wondering!

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Sodomy or the lash will do, too.

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I just saw the words "I'm a lesbian" and I was like "whoo, gotta see who wrote THIS post..."

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That's starting to become par for the course in Toronto's music scene. You want a show? Rent out the place... But don't worry, they still keep all the bar monies...

Also, Toronto's music scene SUCKS BALLS.

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Wonkette interpretive dance meets.

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God I hate confessional writing. This is what you get when you hire bloggers as "journalists." The whole, insufferable "piece" reads like some twits blog. Nate's problem is that he was a journalist <i>first</i>.

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