ON ASSIGNMENT: No Sleep ‘Til Brooklyn II


It’s like deja vu all over again. Gotta go up to the BK and drink beer with these guys — I know, I know, it’s a dirty job, but somebody’s got to do it. So posting will be light today. In the mean time, curl up with this 2008 interview with Black Francis wherein the erstwhile Pixies mainman and I bury the hatchet after a simmering feud stretching back to the Doolittle tour when I was a starstruck cub reporter getting to interview my numero uno favoritest band in the whole wide world and Black Francis still had hair. Spoiler alert: We all lived happily ever after.