Since I discovered this guy while watching a Zach Braff movie and, later, What About Brian, I'm pretty sure I already know the answer, but I figured I'd put it to the people: if I like Joshua Radin's music, am I still a man?
This is an important, timely question, because Radin, a Cleveland native, plays the House of Blues Cambridge Room next month, and I have to decide whether or not to ask the boss for free tickets. On one hand, having tickets might make me seem like a nice, sensitive-seeming date. On the other hand, I might get fired for being part-girl. And I need the health insurance.
Of course, it won't change my opinion of the music: Anything that could make me cry during a cab ride to the airport after a three-day bender in Vegas is, by my standards, quality music, and I'm pretty sure Josh could have me weeping until my plane hit the Hopkins tarmac. But I have to know: is there anything remotely manly about this stuff?
Please use the comment section to help me wade through this difficult moment in my life. And tell your friends. Clearly, I need all the help I can get. — Joe P. Tone