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    Ugh. Fucking Ticketmaster. $120 for two tickets, $33 in additional fees. I was able to score a pair of mid-priced tickets about half an hour ago, but—according to Ticketmaster—there are no more pairs in any price range available ...

    March 11, 2010 - 11:59 AM

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    Ha. I was at that show too.

    Feb. 19, 2010 - 2:18 PM

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    I was covering the team back then, too--only I was doing so for the Washington City Paper. http://www.washingtoncitypaper.com/blogs/citydesk/author/mborlik/

    Feb. 18, 2010 - 1:30 PM

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    God, yeah. Tell me about it. Such a bummer.

    Feb. 18, 2010 - 1:26 PM

  • Drive-By Truckers' Patterson Hood is (eventually) calling it quits

    Thanks for the updates, Susan. Sorry to see snOMG/snOMGasm/Snowpocalypse/SnOvechkin claim another victim.

    Feb. 5, 2010 - 1:30 PM

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    Oooh yeah. Thanks for the correction. Copy updated. I could have sworn that former Washington Capitals captain Chris Clark was in Beauty Pill!

    Feb. 3, 2010 - 1:22 PM

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Matthew Borlik is a pure joy to be around—just ask anyone. His main interests include complaining about the current state of print journalism, bitching about the Washington Capitals’ post-season ineptitude, and moaning about how much better the local music scene was 10 years ago. Prior to joining The Onion A.V. Club in July 2008, he spent eight years at Washington City Paper, where he served as a receptionist, classified sales assistant, and editorial assistant before waking up one morning with a pounding hangover and realizing that he had been made the arts and entertainment calendar editor. When he’s not daydreaming about how much different his life might be if he hadn’t switched his major from accounting to print media back in college, he can often be found hunched over the bar in The Black Cat’s Red Room, extolling the virtues of Fugazi’s Red Medicine while drinking a pint of cheap beer. If you see him there, please feel free to buy him a drink, as he is perpetually broke.