Today’s my birthday. The Sabres gave me a great birthday present last night by getting absolutely blasted by Philadelphia 7-2. Buffalo is quickly considered one of the crappier cities by most people. Up there with Detroit and Cleveland as cities that used to be booming but are down on their luck, terrible sports teams, and places people generally don’t vacation to. 

In my constant quest to find my identity, a hometown is an important aspect to nail down. If I identify with any city, it’s Buffalo. I’ve never lived there, I lived a block away from the city limits in Lackawanna until 3rd grade, but since moving it’s still the first city that anyone outside the area recognizes when trying to explain where I live, which is rougly an hour away. 

This is a pretty recent development. I never used to be crazy about Buffalo growing up, maybe because it was all I knew and all anyone I went to school with knew. Lately, though, my love for the city is growing. Even just the word, Buffalo, I find appealing. The Sabres’ logo is, dare I say, beautiful. 

Before rambling too long, it’s tough sometimes to feel good about things going on. Listening to the news for too long is terribly depressing. I feel at times that all I’m doing with my day is trying to find things I feel good about. So here’s links showing how awesome Buffalo is. 

What got me thinking about this was a Sabres’ blog called the Goose’s Roost. This blog is a little different though because it doesn’t stay confined in the realm of sports. TGR relates the games to real life feelings and emotions, which sounds terrible typing it out, but it’s the best way I can explain it. It’s more thoughtful than the fanatics who call into radio shows or go nuts typing comments on articles by the Buffalo News. 

Goose’s Roost have their own podcast set called RoostCast. Recently, Ryan, the creator had a discussion with Chris Smith, a blogger from ArtVoice. They talked about the Sabres, but quickly bounced around to Buffalo news, a great discussion on blogging in general, and then Chris Smith’s project: Buffalo Cash Mob. (RoostCast Episode here)

Buffalo Cash Mob, basically, is like a flash mob, but people vote at ArtVoice on a small business to mob. And instead of just showing up and causing trouble or weirding people out, they spend money. This gives the small business a boost, not only with the register rings, but with publicity from news outlets that they may normally not get. Here’s an article from the Wall Street Journal describing cash mobs. Googling Cash Mobs gives you all sorts of links, but it all traces back to Chris Smith. 

Speaking of ArtVoice, they have a nice little gig going on. It is Buffalo centered, but it’s expansive in what they cover. They also have a Tumblr, which is exactly what you think a Buffalo art-based online magazine would put on a Tumblr.

In real news that could help every person reading this, Roswell Cancer Institute in Buffalo unveiled a cancer vaccine! Not quite a cure for cancer and in developmental stages, but this is pretty awesome. The biggest problem for Buffalo is the city was built on industry and now there are no more industries. Keeping an innovative and productive RCI in the area can only be great for the area and is a step on the road to recovery. 

I know this was long and possibly irrelevant for a majority of people, but it’s my birthday so I’m going to post about what I want. It helped me and I needed it, so thanks for that.

Now three Buffalo songs!! 

Every Time I Die- We’rewolf — These guys are from Buffalo, maybe not everyone’s cup of tea, but I remember digging this album a lot when it came out and saw them play shortly after it was released. 

Rick James- Superfreak — Without this Buffalonian, you wouldn’t have the Chappelle skit that spawned a billion catchphrases which are STILL GREAT in moderation.

Passion Pit- Little Secrets — Their lead singer, Michael Angelakos is from Buffalo. They formed in Cambridge, Mass, though. 


PS— Quickly, before the Linsanity becomes unbearable, which was probably yesterday, you must read this short story from Jesse Eisenberg about growing up with Jeremy Lin