"Oh, it's just a game, a silly little game. Everyone's a fool so you don't take any blame. With entitled narcissism, you speak courageously. You're praying to gods who are meaningless to me. You're preying on the weak and those who don't believe." Letting the Arkells do the talking today. Get angry, people.
"And I remembered all the things that I used to care about and I realized that they have faded; they don't matter to me now. They are just moments in a lifetime which I'll never understand. Just a glance across a room, a cigarette burn on my hand; just a second of conversation on a Sunday… Continue reading What I’m Spinning – Postcards from Ursa Minor
It's probably not surprising to hear that I've spent the morning thinking about last night's horrific news from Manchester. I've tried to jot down my thoughts, but I'm really struggling with it. Everything I try to say comes across flat, platitudinous, and I can't properly express the depths of my emotion. Because, once again, this… Continue reading A few precious hours in a space of our own
*In the spirit of trying to post something semi-regularly, kind of like my monthly book reviews, I thought I'd do a weekly blog about whatever song or album or artist has, for whatever reason, been getting a lot of play in my house. It won't be about trying to impress anyone with trendy new bands or deep… Continue reading What I’m Spinning
The last time these guys made an appearance in my blog, they kind of got the short shrift. They closed out a busy two weeks of traversing the east coast and, in much the same way I collapsed, exhausted, on the couch when I finally got home, I lost all momentum in writing my recap.… Continue reading With eyes closed tight, I swing with all my might
I’m starting to wonder if the ripple effects from discovering Frank Turner will ever stop. There's always something, some association or connection made, that can be traced back to him. I’ve met so many brilliant, creative people and have been exposed to so much fantastic music because of him. And, if not for Frank, I… Continue reading A fine night to test what you know
I'm having one hell of a time harnessing my thoughts today, despite the fact that there's lots of 'em swirling around my head. And the longer I sit, staring at a blank computer screen, the more elusive those thoughts seem to be. It's been a while since I've seen this level of tired. The sort… Continue reading “Last minutes and lost evenings”
I know, I know. Seeing as how I'm recounting events that took place a month ago, this is a little overdue. (See my previous post for my excuses.) But I would be remiss if I didn't at least mention my last excursion for 2016, especially considering that it includes some of my favorite people. But… Continue reading The best kind of distraction
3 months 12 shows attended 28 artists seen 7 states traversed 2 road trips that weren't centered around a concert 5 beaches lounged upon 20 (at least) soft pretzels consumed over 1000 photos taken over 4000 miles driven dozens of friends made hundreds of memories made What did you do this summer?
I'm very nearly finished with my whirlwind month of long car rides that end either in beautiful locales or at the foot of a concert stage. I'm tired, I haven't really known what day of the week it is since mid-July, and my house desperately needs to be cleaned. But despite all that, I don't want it… Continue reading “Pure potential in a soiled white shirt”