I seriously need a secretary.
I once again bricked on the date of a show. I originally thought Porcelain Raft was at Schubas on Monday (while I was in Seattle), so imagine my surprise when I see a tweet about him setting up for tonight. Granted, the fuck-up works out in my favor this time, however, I hate doing a last-minute scramble to find a +1.
(I suppose I could just use my iPhone calendar, but I think I’d prefer Ms. Holloway.)
