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I’m not going to do it. I’m not going down that pathetic and cliché columnist path that is so common this time of year. I’m not going to sing the praises of love or talk about how you really should appreciate your significant other more than you do. I’m certainly not going to caustically crap on all the people I know who are in love, accusing them of commercializing a human emotion and hence bringing forth the demise of our civilization. And I am definitely not pulling out the combo, saying I used to loathe February 14 but now that I’ve found THE ONE, I can safely survive the holiday and have even ventured to buy a box of chocolates. So, yes, I’m going where no columnist has ever dared to go before — I’m not going to talk about Valentine’s Day.
Well I suppose people out there are going to point out that I already have talked about Valentine’s Day just by mentioning I am not going to talk about it, and I suppose you’re right. But the reason I brought it up in the first place was my struggle to poetically segue into mentioning a promising event this Tuesday that could possibly rival the Big Kids Prom in style and music:
Valentine’s Day semi-formal with the Dents
Tuesday, Feb. 14 at 9 p.m.
Muddy River Smokehouse
dress accordingly
Call 430-9582
If there’s one thing I love, it’s putting on one of my many bridesmaid dresses, getting my hair all big, slapping on some make-up and going out to dance and have some cocktails. I also love seeing men in suits, but don’t we all?
Besides the stylish attire requirements, the headlining act, the Dents, are amazing — a breath of fresh air in a town where music has thrived but the rock scene has fizzled. The Dents are pure pop punk rock with a sexy female lead singer. The sound? Think the Donnas but less annoying and gimmicky, or think Green Day.
When the band isn’t on stage, the Muddy is providing a DJ so the dance will never stop. Think of this as a way to be subversive, give the finger to Valentine’s Day, but still look hot and potentially hook up while doing so. Seriously, you can’t beat that.
Posted by blamontagne at February 13, 2006 12:30 PM
Oh, Beth, Beth, Beth....was my Wine Me Dine Me column about Champagne pathetic and cliched like all the others? Hmmm, yeah, I discussed V-Day as a tie in to talk about wine. Sure, I wrote about love and brain chemistry and, sigh, I wrapped it in maudlin poetic style by hoping that my readers know that thing called love because, I said, it's a great feeling. Yep, I did it all, I admit it. And oh man! I even bought chocolates for someone this year! Potentially hooking up at the Muddy River with a guy in a suit sounds pretty good about now...hmmm....maybe I'll just eat all those chocolates myself and forget about new love! Please post pics of your big hair.
Rachel
Posted by: RForrest
at February 13, 2006 06:59 PM
What is this.... Valentine's Day... you speak of?
;)
Posted by: bullyforme
at February 14, 2006 11:35 AM
Well, as you see, it's almost imposible not mentioning Valentine's Day this time of year. At least Rachel used it as a device to talk about delicious wine and food.
I am a little sad that tonight has to be a Tuesday and I have to get up early tomorrow, as does my boyfriend. Perhaps I will do the big hair, but skip the cocktails.
Posted by: afterdark
at February 14, 2006 11:40 AM
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