NIGHTFLYING MAGAZINE ANNIVERSARY PARTY
8 p.m. Stickyz. $10 or $8 if wearing a Nightflying or Stickyz shirt.
Here's why I love Nightflying Magazine: because it is the product of people who really, truly, love music, especially live music, especially live music of a bluesy/jammy/folksy/classic-rock-y nature. I love it even though the font size is so small I have to read it in three-minute spells so as to not get all cross-eyed and headachey. Ditto for the white-text-on-black-background website. I love it because it is a tie-dyed, free-spirited, freak-flag-flying holdover from another era that keeps on keepin' on here in the age of Twitter.
Sure, Nightflying has a website and is on Facebook, but the spirit of it is firmly planted in the days when if you wanted to know what bands were coming to town and catch up on all the club scene goings-on, you had to pick up a paper and get your fingertips all inky. Call me nostalgic, but it makes me happy whenever I see a stack of the latest issue of Nightflying.
This is one of the magazine's jam-packed birthday celebrations — its 32nd — and it follows similar throw-downs in Fort Smith and Hot Springs. On the bill are The Schwag, Lucious Spiller Band, Amy Garland Band, Gil Franklin Band, Stella Luss and John Calvin Brewer Band.
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