It arguably stopped mattering some years ago, but I was saddened today by the news that The Village Voice, as a printed periodical, is ceasing production. The stark finality of it not being available anymore is what shocks me, I guess.
I started reading the Voice probably towards the tail end of high school, invariably because of the gig listings in the back pages. Just the sheer anticipation of seeing who was going to playing where was genuinely exciting. I also had several friends and former colleagues who'd passed through the ranks of its editorial staff. I pitched a few things to them over the years, but never got a bite.
Regardless, I am sorry to learn of its quasi-demise (though it will supposedly carry on online). We'll see.
Pour one out for the paper and the big red boxes.