Backchat
Yes everybody, Backchat is back, the new(ish) (ir)regular feature which dismally fails to compensate for the lack of a comments facility by giving you the reader the chance to have your say here on Parallax View. And let's be serious for a moment, because Craig is not happy. He wasn't at all amused about the anecdote over at Slatch about Juliana Hatfield that I linked to over the weekend.
To avoid linking to the offending story again, I'll paraphrase it thus: It's a Juliana Hatfield gig in New York. Guy called Colin fancies the look of Juliana, goes over to help her tidy away her cables on the pretext of (I can't say this politely) fucking her. Few minutes in, he turns off the charm, returns to his friends and declares her to be fucking crazy.
Now, you don't have to be Einstein to figure the likelihood is she just wasn't having any of it, and he came up with that 'crazy' excuse to save face with his pals. So really if there is amusement in this story it's really at Colin's expense rather than Juliana's (in my view, at any rate). Except for the fact that in my own brief contact with the beautiful star I did consider that she may be a sixpack short of a picnic myself.
To be fair though, sounds like Craig can offer a different perspective on Ms. Hatfield: 'My cousin Freda sometimes collaborates with Juliana in the Blake Babies and with a new group called Some Girls. She and Freda and John Strohm and I hung out for a day or so when they played Nashville. I had a great time with them and liked her a lot. She has a good heart...'
Happy to redress the balance, Craig. And anyway, maybe she throws that Thomas Jerome Newton I'm-not-really-of-this-world act to ward off any unwanted admirers. 'Twould certainly explain her behaviour towards me :-o
Yes everybody, Backchat is back, the new(ish) (ir)regular feature which dismally fails to compensate for the lack of a comments facility by giving you the reader the chance to have your say here on Parallax View. And let's be serious for a moment, because Craig is not happy. He wasn't at all amused about the anecdote over at Slatch about Juliana Hatfield that I linked to over the weekend.
To avoid linking to the offending story again, I'll paraphrase it thus: It's a Juliana Hatfield gig in New York. Guy called Colin fancies the look of Juliana, goes over to help her tidy away her cables on the pretext of (I can't say this politely) fucking her. Few minutes in, he turns off the charm, returns to his friends and declares her to be fucking crazy.
Now, you don't have to be Einstein to figure the likelihood is she just wasn't having any of it, and he came up with that 'crazy' excuse to save face with his pals. So really if there is amusement in this story it's really at Colin's expense rather than Juliana's (in my view, at any rate). Except for the fact that in my own brief contact with the beautiful star I did consider that she may be a sixpack short of a picnic myself.
To be fair though, sounds like Craig can offer a different perspective on Ms. Hatfield: 'My cousin Freda sometimes collaborates with Juliana in the Blake Babies and with a new group called Some Girls. She and Freda and John Strohm and I hung out for a day or so when they played Nashville. I had a great time with them and liked her a lot. She has a good heart...'
Happy to redress the balance, Craig. And anyway, maybe she throws that Thomas Jerome Newton I'm-not-really-of-this-world act to ward off any unwanted admirers. 'Twould certainly explain her behaviour towards me :-o
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