I screwed up.
The Pittsburgh entry, which appears to heavily quote my friend John Chernoff, has inaccuracies and misquotes. John has sent me corrections and they have been incorporated into that day's entry within brackets. I feel awful about it, not just because it's unfair to John and inaccurate, but, to make matters worse, the Pittsburgh Post Gazette saw my original Pittsburgh entry and ran it in their Sunday arts section as an outsiders view of their town.
So, while the parts about the church, the murals and the Mattress Factory are all true - parts of my version of the city's financial and renewal situations are less than accurate.
I guess the border between blogging and journalism is fuzzy. And when one quotes someone else, even in a blog, there is an obligation for some kind of fact checking. Jeez, I feel like a jerk, though it's probably not as bad as I think it is, and I hope John doesn't get too many calls from friends in Pittsburgh about his supposed opinions, analysis, and point of view, as interpreted by me.
Some of the Tosca Strings have begun their own exercise regimen. The hotel gyms often charge $10 for entry, which is silly if one is just on a machine for 30 mins and they're not ready for jogging. So the girls use the deserted hotel stairwells as their own gym. In Philadelphia, they went down 20 flights - round and round and down and down. In another town they went both up and down. Another band member claims to have heard suspiciously familiar giggling and coughing coming from the stairways.
