Yiddishe Cup’s bandleader, Bert Stratton, is Klezmer Guy.
He knows about the band biz and – check this out – the real estate
biz, too.
You may not care about the real estate biz. Hey, you may not care
about the band biz. (See you.)
This is a blog with a gamy twist. It features tenants with snakes
and skunks, and musicians with smoked fish in their pockets.
Stratton has written op-eds for the Wall Street Journal, New York Times and Washington Post.
My husband is a studio photographer and makes zero money. Even worse: I just lost my job as a teacher. My husband hides in his darkroom. He should donate his darkroom to the Smithsonian and get a real job. We’ve been married 19 years ago and 16 years of those years have been a huge mistake. He shops on the Internet all day for metrosexual bullshit like cameras, clothes and wine. I’m screwed. What should I do?
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2 comments
Sounds like a session with Dear Abby is called for.
Study psychotherapy to deal with you and your “husband’s” guilt.
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