Pittsfield Massachusetts

bein' the seat of the Berkshires

teen pregnancy, shootin's, pot luck suppers, Park Square re-routing, white trash, UMASS Amherst, allowing GE to rape me repeatedly, you know, small-town life!

I don't really read all that much, mainly periodicals: the Berkshire Eagle, the Pittsfield Gazette, the Pennysaver

Anything sorta mainstream that's playing at the Berkshire Mall. God, I miss the Cinema Center. I mean, it's still there and all, but I think it's like a Salvation Army now.

rap, country, anything on Live 105.5 (or Fly 92.3 if I'm lucky enough to receive it!), local bands

Anything on Community Programming or Public Access (and there's a bunch!)

The boundary line between New York State and Berkshire, our
western border-land, rests on the summits of the Taconics
for fifty-one miles; Berkshire's bounds north and east touch
here and there the ragged Hoosacs, whilst Pittsfield (me),
the county-seat, is seated, in high state between, one
thousand and thirteen feet above tide-water--commanding a
marvellous perspective of a thousand hills. Six lakes smile
in the arena of my splendid mountain amphitheatre, and two
little rivers join forces in the centre of my city, flowing
to the sea as the powerful Housatonic. The discriminating
eye of Colonel Stoddard in his diplomatic journeys to Albany
and Sheffield saw the luxuriant Pontoosuc meadows and fine
water privilege of the upper Housatonic; therefore he chose
six miles square of these ancient hunting-grounds of the
Mohicans and Schaghticokes as the patent which he received
as a grant from the province, in return for his "great
services and sufferings on divers journeys to Canada and
Albany, " and his entertainment of the Indians at his own
house.

Anyone who's lived in me, or perhaps traveled through, or
maybe even those who just like a good fall foliage (I've got
it!) First name- Pittsfield. Last name- Massachusetts. But
you probably knew that already, you being so smart and all.