It is very hard to concentrate on sitting at a computer when spring is busting out all over (or trying to), but I’ll give it a shot.
Adirondack Almanack does a roundup of new blogs in the Adirondacks, also mentioning the relationships between blogs and newspapers.
The Schenectady Daily Gazette has some blogs, including Focus on Mohawk Valley History, which caught my eye because of the author Bob Cudmore’s series of stories on the fictional Mohawk Valley town of Nero, “former sock-making capital of the world.”
Phil on why he thinks Syracuse radio sucks.
iSaratoga looks at changes over the years at SPAC (Saratoga Performing Arts Center):
It’s almost hard to recall how laid back the summers at the Saratoga Performing Art Center used to be during the 1990s. Back then, all you needed was a 20-spot, some beers, a few sandwiches and an umbrella if dark skies threatened. The security force was composed of local high school and college kids, many of them simply looking to catch a free concert…
Pan to present day SPAC under the auspices of Live Nation, a company spun off from the neoconservative-controlled monolith of Clear Channel Communications. These days, most concert goers instinctively show up wearing garbage bags and with a wad full of hundreds. Otherwise, hanging out at the venue is more akin to skulking around a Soviet gulag with some pleasant 80s rock playing in the background. There are no umbrellas permitted, so if you happen to get caught in the storm, good luck. Anything consumable and not purchased from the over-priced concession stands is contraband; this includes water. And while you’re enjoying a seat in the mud purchased for $35, do stay out of trouble, lest you draw the attention of the hyper-aggressive steroid freak security staff hired to pummel and push anyone that looks like they’re having too much fun.
BTW, welcome your new Live Nation overlords to the Great New York State Fair; they’re now handling the concert arrangements. Will we have storm trooper security at Chevy Court? And if so, how many of them will it take to haul off a sixtysomething lady who’s just rushed the Frankie Avalon stage?
A NYRI update and complaint from Fault Lines.
Sean Kirst on perhaps revived plans for fancy lighting in downtown Syracuse. In his associated column, he interviewed the guy that put the awesome lights on the NiMo building. (Hey — if Syracuse can’t pick up their trash, they should throw a spotlight on something else! Works for Vegas!)
Golden Snowball reminds us that the contest is not over with until the end of April, but is contemplating spring all the same.