Author: Shawn Musgrave

I can feel it in my bones, cheapies—summer is sputtering out its final notes, snuffed out by the impending crunch of fallen leaves and crumpled term papers (too morbid?). Upon …

Cheapies, I’m afraid the end is nigh. In the last full week of August, I can’t help but be a bit nostalgic, remembering not too long ago when you were …

If the rumors are true, then summer’s final hours draw ever nearer. Which means only one thing, chums: lap up all the free/cheapish gravy you can while it lasts. Whether …

Well my vacation was perfectly nice, you cheap vultures, thanks for asking. Do I feel a bit guilty for missing Monday and Tuesday? Sure. But you know what they say …

Welcome to August, cheapskates. If this week is any indication, it bodes a fine month for we tightwads, particularly the cinema and comedy lovers among us. Double features, horror shorts …

Being distinctly unqualified to critique or meaningfully comment on musicianship or form, I can nonetheless report that the Boston Landmarks are perfectly and beautifully orchestra-ey in every way imaginable. By the sound of it, all instruments and sections are accounted for, and they invariably play songs (movements?) of just such length that I just start to feel antsy by the crescendo.

July has been good to us, cheapskates, and I know it’s often hard to say goodbye. But there are 11 other fish in the Gregorian sea, and it’s not fair …

Those among the Allston army of cheapness who complain that there’s never anything to do in the neighborhood beside play “avoid-the-shard” can shut their yaps for one week (see Friday …

Another week, a new rink of cheap ice to skate. This week’s forecast calls for 90+ highs (that’s 32+ for Bastille Day enthusiasts) and outdoor movies in spades. And don’t …

Yes, my cheapies, so I took the day off. Sue me — it was the motherland-loving Fifth of July, throwaway day of recovery from firework shellshock and grilled everything overload. …