City Paper reflections

Current and former staff members of the City Paper reflect on the end of publication in the Nov. 1, 2017 issue.

'This isn’t tuna—I don’t want it': Alan Hirsch, a City Paper co-founder, looks back

If the nice Jewish boy from Upper Park Heights had gotten the teaching job at the historic Catholic high school for girls, the paper you are now reading might

Soderberg: 14 digressions about the Baltimore City Paper, which is dead now

Tom Breihan and Ray Cummings, two former Baltimore City Paper interns and big deal music writers who liked my amateur music blog, got me a meeting about

Giordano: Everything looks worse in black and white

J.M. Giordano reflects on how photography has helped define City Paper's legacy.

Ericson: So long, City Paper, and thanks for all the fits

The woman who called to get the hose turned on sticks in my mind. That was one of my best days at work. But, really, even the bad days were pretty good.

Weigel: This is the end, beautiful friend

“These used to be the servants’ quarters. The Irony is not lost on us.”

Woods: Don’t Mourn, Organize

When I first moved to Baltimore, my wife and I would walk up Park Avenue and I would point at the brownstone that hosted the old City Paper offices. “I’m going

Herrick: Commie pot orgy—don’t tell my parents

I started out at City Paper answering phones, a gig I got through the calendar editor at the time, with whom I worked at Video Americain. Once I made my

Callahan: Joy, pain, and nausea

When I tell people who apparently do not read City Paper that I work for City Paper and mostly cover art, I often hear in response something like: “That’s

Towery: A long goodbye to City Paper

When I first moved to Baltimore in 1995, I met Jefferson Jackson Steele at the old punk bar Memory Lane before I was even unpacked. He was working at the City

GALLERY: Everything looks worse in black and white

City Paper photo editor J.M. Giordano shares four photos from his favorite stories he's worked on.

Kirkman: Everything happens so much

Whenever things have started to unravel, there has always been work to throw myself into. I’ve been lucky to always find an outlet.

Breckenridge: I found my voice, but Baltimore is losing one

“Do you have a favorite writer on the staff?” Rebekah Kirkman, the City Paper visual arts editor and intern coordinator, asked on the other end of the phone as