
Erik Maza is a features reporter at the Baltimore Sun. He writes for several sections of the Sun paper and contributes weekly columns on music and nightlife. He also writes and edits the Midnight Sun blog. He often covers entertainment, business, and the business of entertainment. Occasionally, he writes about Four Loko, The Block, the liquor board, and those who practice "
simulated sex with a potted palm tree." Before The Sun, he was a reporter at the Miami New Times. He's also written for Miami magazine, the Orlando Sentinel, the Sarasota Herald Tribune and the Gainesville Sun. Got tips? Gripes? Pitches? He's reachable at
erik.maza@baltsun.com. Click
here to keep up with the dumb music he's listening to.
Midnight Sun covers Baltimore music, live entertainment, and nightlife news. On the blog, you'll find, among other things, concert announcements, breaking news, bars closings and openings, up-to-date coverage of crime in nightlife, new music, round-the-clock coverage of Virgin Mobile FreeFest, handy guides on bars staying open past 2 a.m. on New Year's Eve and those that carry Natty Boh on draft. Recurring features include seven-day nightlife guides, Concert News, guest reviews of bars and concerts, Wednesday Corkboard, and photo galleries, as well as reader-submitted photos. Thanks for reading.
Comments
Two points for honesty, Sam.
So, which one was your favorite?
Hey, if you're going in here, you might as well go all the way, right?
Posted by: Miles | February 23, 2008 8:30 AM
It's gonna take a long time to repair your street cred now and restore your hipster stock. Ouch.
Posted by: JTK | February 23, 2008 9:15 AM
tell me that picture is from a wax museum, because if it isn't that's just way too scary to look at.
Posted by: bailey | February 23, 2008 5:07 PM
It's OK Sam...we all have our embarrassing, youthful music crushes. You're still one of my favorite of-the-moment music sources.
As long as it's Sunday morning, I may as well confess my 8th grade musical crush....David Cassidy.
You can get up off the floor now.
My parents took me and my best friend to see him at Merriweather. He was wearing a white leather jumpsuit...with fringe....in the summer! The place was packed with screaming girls and tolerant, yet horrified parents.
Do I have ANY indie cred left after that? I'll try and get some back in 16 days at SXSW while listening to Lou Reed's keynote talk. (heavy sigh)
Posted by: Courtney B. | February 24, 2008 10:58 AM
i was going to tease you without mercy until i remembered i loved, loved LOVED the monkees when i was a kid... and i can still sing along to some of their songs. truce?
Posted by: dan thanh | February 25, 2008 10:05 PM
ginger had a special place in my heart back in the day.
dan thanh, i accept your truce.
Posted by: Sam Sessa | February 26, 2008 9:12 AM
Whoa, whoa, whoa...what's wrong with the Monkees?!?
Posted by: JTK | February 26, 2008 9:19 AM
' Take that laaaast train to clarksville....'
Posted by: ss2 | February 26, 2008 12:37 PM
jtk, absolutely nothing. i still love the monkees... so... cheer up, sleepy jean. oh, what can it mean. to a daydream believer...and a homecoming queen.... (p.s. mickey was always my favorite, tho.)
Posted by: dan thanh | February 27, 2008 1:45 PM