Dear Nico, Your mom usually chastises me for editing too much, so for her sake I’m just gonna write. It is spring again in the place your mom used to live. The oak bark, still soaked black, contrasts with the green-gold of the first leaves all the way up the hill on 170. Even this early a […]
[Please note: this conceit is totally ripped off from the finest minds of the Internet, Every Day Should Be Saturday. Please read them often.] In our essay, “The Pirate George Advent Calendar: Day Six”, we described the guitar sounds of David Bowie’s “Heroes” as “Adrian Belew squonk.” The guitarist on that song was actually Robert Fripp. […]
Nobody cares about the Grammy Awards, right? Or Tonys, or Ocsars, or Peabodys even? I’m sure these sort of media awards mean something to someone. My true love is music, though, and the Grammys are usually the worst of them all in terms of artistic merit being a factor; yes, Eminiem has an Oscar, but […]
No one ever said you needed to know the words to sing along with your favorite band, right? Good thing. Because in these three albums I love, the singer doesn’t either.
1 This video started me thinking, so you should watch it first. Go ahead. I’ll wait. HOLY SHIT DO NOT WATCH IT AT WORK.
I’m adding a post that I did on a more depressing website a few years ago, and I’m doing it because I saw some Facebook comments from Henry Runkles recently and thoughts of the man warm my heart. I hope he is doing wonderfully and injecting his great personality into the lives of other young adults […]
Dear Heineken, Peter Cetera is bullshit, and all the world’s pussy will rot first.