Some of you are fine with slapping on some cat ears and using your eyeliner to draw on whiskers as a Halloween costume. And then, some of us have standards for our Halloween costumes. We have to be the one that people are talking about. The ones that get comments

 Here in New York, temperatures have dropped from unbearably hot to only slightly sweltering.  Unexpected rainy days make me yell curses when I accidentally step in puddles that fill my jelly sandals with water.  Obnoxious kids in school uniforms have suddenly appeared on the train that I take to work,

I interview broke-ass bands on here every week. I mean real, local, this-might-be-the-only-thing-ever-written-about-them, broke-ass bands. And let’s be honest: most of them are only musicians because they’re not good at anything else. They might not even be good at music. My point is: This week I pulled off a major