Mary emailed me yesterday to say that NY Post was running a story on Ruined Music on the FRONT PAGE of the entertainment section. Now that alone was exciting, given that Mary is my friend, one of the few writer friends I have, and getting to see her written up in the pages of a major paper is nothing short of exciting. Then I got to the second line of her email "I think that they are excerpting your story in the final draft." I couldn't breathe for half-a-second. I mean, I've never even been able to get a letter printed in the LA Times (to be fair, I only wrote once, about Live 8 and they probably didn't appreciate my blunt but apt assessment of Linkin Park's set). I didn't even tell anyone what Mary had said just because, well, what if it didn't happen?

Long story shorter, I woke up at 6 a.m. to check the newspaper's website and there it was, an excerpt of my story from Ruined Music alongside an excerpt from a story by my illustrious peer Mary and quotes from such famed folks as Moby. This is seriously cool.

Here's the story.