Speak of the devil. Just yesterday we were reporting some Blat blather, and the next we know their manager’s “just checking in.”
Scott “Sponge” Smith (or was that “Spawn”” We get confused) has continued in his quest to bring legitimacy to The Blats (aka The Blits) by bringing the band ever closer to breaking up. He’s selected a new wardrobe for the band to sport at the Lancelyn Green Renaissance Fair a couple weeks from now. The garb’s been paid for with the money the band was saving up to tour and record with. Not a princely sum, granted, but principles are at stake here.
“Sponge” begs to differ: “Stuff like that gets you noticed.” Granted, we haven’t read Women’s Wear Daily in a while, but are torn ruffle shirts and sweatpants really a trend waiting to happen? “Believe me, it’s worth it,” Smith insists. Believe us, he’s not paying for it…

Eddie Rick took Martin Gibson’s high-end wireless guitar out for a spin Friday at Hamilton’s, and spun it right into a coathook on the post near the side door. We didn’t witness the incident, but it also apparently involved a torn coat, a bruised arm and a broken neck—the guitar’s. A benefit memorial is being held next Tuesday at the Bullfinch to give the instrument a proper send-off, and raise funds to help Eddie pay back Martin….

John H. of the Hickenloopers has a drug problem. “I’m telling everyone,” he said, and implored us to put it in our column just like that. Guess what drug it is? One of the ones that makes you strip your clothes off because you’re so hot (in the uncomfortable sense). Was he taking it before his Bullfinch shows? Usually.

The only show worth mentioning tonight is a midweek hootenanny at Moyle’s Empire, the modern equivalent of a roadhouse out in the sticks. The New Waterfords are featured for the early set, but the closing jazz jam (which goes into after hours) is why everyone shows up. What’s the distinction? Unlike most of those other bar jams, this one draws suburban teens, brandishing their school-band horns and electric keyboards. We’re checking it out for a future column. See you there.