As I promised, here is the link to my first pro writing gig, my review of Flight of the Conchords Tuesday night at the Arie Crown Theater in Chicago.
Read it 'n sleep!
But be sure to visit EventChaser.com to check for reviews of events and venues in your neck of the woods, and snoop around razorgator.com to see what's coming to your area and to buy tickets!
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Showing posts with label razorgator. Show all posts
Friday, May 01, 2009
Thursday, April 16, 2009
Writing For Pay! ...Sorta....
A few of my readers may have noticed that big orange ticket looking thing that recently appeared under my photo over there to the left. The other two of my readers usually fall asleep right at "FARRA—zzzzzzz..."
What the appearance of that big orange ticket looking thing means is I am now an official EventChaser. What that means is I have signed up at EventChaser.com to attend certain shows I want to see that they want covered, and then I will write a review at their website.
I went to their ticket site, Razorgator, perused the huge list of events, from sports to concerts to stage plays to coffee shop Icelandic death poem readings... okay, just kidding on that last one... and provided them with a list of the events coming to Chicago that I would like to attend.
The site is broken down into categories that separate the different events from each other so it's easy to find the kind of entertainment you're looking for, and I was most interested in concert tickets. Their list of concerts is two pages long with several hundred different shows currently listed! I provided them with a short list of about 97 things I'd like to see, and they're now going to send me at least one, maybe two Flight of the Conchords tickets for a show at the end of April! For FREE!!
Well, free, except for that part where I promised to write a review...
And then, in a fuzzy haze of bravado the likes by which I have never before been possessed, I asked the woman from EventChaser with whom I was corresponding if she would like to accompany me to the show! She declined, claiming that she lives in Arizona. My thought was, Fine, if she doesn't think I'm worth a 30-hour drive, eating fast-food in her car at 70 miles per hour, four nights of lodging alone in roadside motels, missing a week of work, and just one evening with a really nice guy who has some minor rejection issues and who might not want sex, then it's her loss. But I didn't say anything. I had already moved on.
Keep your eyes peeled at this site for a mention of my review with a link to EventChaser, where you will get to see my very first assignment as a professional writer!
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What the appearance of that big orange ticket looking thing means is I am now an official EventChaser. What that means is I have signed up at EventChaser.com to attend certain shows I want to see that they want covered, and then I will write a review at their website.
I went to their ticket site, Razorgator, perused the huge list of events, from sports to concerts to stage plays to coffee shop Icelandic death poem readings... okay, just kidding on that last one... and provided them with a list of the events coming to Chicago that I would like to attend.
The site is broken down into categories that separate the different events from each other so it's easy to find the kind of entertainment you're looking for, and I was most interested in concert tickets. Their list of concerts is two pages long with several hundred different shows currently listed! I provided them with a short list of about 97 things I'd like to see, and they're now going to send me at least one, maybe two Flight of the Conchords tickets for a show at the end of April! For FREE!!
Well, free, except for that part where I promised to write a review...
And then, in a fuzzy haze of bravado the likes by which I have never before been possessed, I asked the woman from EventChaser with whom I was corresponding if she would like to accompany me to the show! She declined, claiming that she lives in Arizona. My thought was, Fine, if she doesn't think I'm worth a 30-hour drive, eating fast-food in her car at 70 miles per hour, four nights of lodging alone in roadside motels, missing a week of work, and just one evening with a really nice guy who has some minor rejection issues and who might not want sex, then it's her loss. But I didn't say anything. I had already moved on.
Keep your eyes peeled at this site for a mention of my review with a link to EventChaser, where you will get to see my very first assignment as a professional writer!
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