I feel Jesus in the clumsiness of young and awkward lovers
Forty-third in a series… Admittedly, some are less impressive than others. (Source) Continue reading I feel Jesus in the clumsiness of young and awkward lovers
Forty-third in a series… Admittedly, some are less impressive than others. (Source) Continue reading I feel Jesus in the clumsiness of young and awkward lovers
This series of posts is dedicated to the many, many six packs, pony kegs and pints that have sauntered into my life at one point or another. I’m fairly certain that the first time I heard of Rolling Rock, the pale lager issued by Pennsylvania’s Latrobe Brewing Company, was in Ed Haynes song “Splash.” Haynes describes encountering a drunk at a Blue Movie concert at San Francisco’s Haight Street Fair. Heavily inebriated on Mickey’s Big Mouth, the drunk winds up vomiting in the midst of the crowd, causing all around to “give him a lot of elbow room.” This causes … Continue reading Beers I Have Known: Rolling Rock
This week at Spectrum Culture is a rare instance in which I had no new writing appear, at least in part due to the holiday schedule. So no real updates from me. Instead, follow the link above to check out some of my fine colleagues work. And enjoy your leftovers. Continue reading Spectrum Check
Forty-second in a series… (Via) Continue reading Jesus, send some good women to save all your clowns
As I noted last week, I had several more pieces go up at Spectrum Culture in my second full week back, in part because of some backlogged music releases. That effectively describes the first thing I had go up this week, a review of the sophomore effort from the U.K. band the Vaccines. My unimpressed assessment proved to be the appropriate kick-off to a week of bad reviews. On the film side, I offered an evaluation of the new documentary about the late Graham Chapman of Monty Python fame. Especially given the life being drawn upon, the film is shockingly … Continue reading Spectrum Check
I have no way to string together words that won’t be compromised by extreme distraction today. A return to content tomorrow. Continue reading Lump sat alone in a boggy marsh
30. “Alex Chilton” by the Replacements I rarely pass up an opportunity to expound on my immense appreciation for Pleased to Meet Me, the fifth full-length album from the Replacements and their second for major label Sire Records. The first, Tim from two years earlier, had a false start that must have especially pained the band’s frontman, Paul Westerberg. The glum genius songwriter felt a clear, special kinship with Alex Chilton, whose own self-defeating legend was assured by his time as one of the key creative forces behind the early nineteen-seventies rock ‘n’ roll cult heroes Big Star. Chilton was … Continue reading College Countdown: KROQ-FM’s Top 40 Songs of 1987, 30 and 29
I nearly forgot that I have a Halloween tradition. For the third year in a row, these are things that I find (or at least have found) scary… Ridley Scott’s Alien was released in theaters six days before me ninth … Continue reading Two steps forward, don’t say I didn’t warn you
This series of posts is dedicated to the many, many six packs, pony kegs and pints that have sauntered into my life at one point or another. I’ve been to New Orleans many times, including a trip over six years … Continue reading Beers I Have Known: Abita Restoration Pale Ale
The simplest way for me to express how important my friend Rhienna is to my life is to include a link to a picture of the little dog we wouldn’t have if not for her. I’m endlessly impressed by the exuberant passion she brings to the things she enjoys. She doesn’t just love, she adores, and it’s wonderful to watch in action. I truly wish I could borrow some of her ambition, energy and fearlessness, especially around Sundance Film Festival time. She’s also the only one of this week’s contributors who can claim to have seen me struggle to recapture … Continue reading A Week of Fridays: Midi, Maxi & Efti, “Bad Bad Boys”