What I’m Spinning – If We Were Vampires

"It's knowing that this can't go on forever. Likely one of us will have to spend some days alone. Maybe we'll get forty years together, but one day I'll be gone or one day you'll be gone." This post wasn't supposed to be about this song. Up until yesterday, I'd been obsessively listening to another… Continue reading What I’m Spinning – If We Were Vampires


“Pure potential in a soiled white shirt”

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”

Show #4 (for me; #1,912 for him)

The story of my love/hate relationship with country music is a post for another day. But for now it'll do to say that I like (real) country music and I feel that there isn't enough of it being played (or being marketed, at least) these days. So when I heard that everyone's favorite folk/punk troubadour Frank Turner would… Continue reading Show #4 (for me; #1,912 for him)


Don’t mean a thing if it ain’t got that swing

Normally after a show, I binge on the music I just heard. Depending on how good the show, the binge can last anywhere from a couple of days to a couple of weeks (or, in one particular instance that my husband would just as soon forget, months) until something else catches my interest. However, in the… Continue reading Don’t mean a thing if it ain’t got that swing