Just a few weeks ago, prior to Lemmy and Bowie grabbing unfortunate headlines, the big news in the music world was the announcement that Guns N’ Roses were reuniting.
What were we talking about again? Ernest Scared Stupid. We spent three months in Nashville. During that time I listened to Fishbone’s The Reality of My Surroundings repeatedly, watched the Bulls of […]
Music feuds: They’re not just for Kanye and Axl.
Ron “Bumblefoot” Thal’s latest album is batshit crazy.
You didn’t think this was actually going to be a list of one million songs, did you? That’s almost as naive as trusting me with a million dollars. I wouldn’t have trusted […]
The graphic design firm where Michael worked was located on downtown Los Angeles’s Traction Avenue. I’d never ventured downtown, much less on a Friday night. On the way I passed the Atomic […]
Are there still porn stars? I don’t mean people who do the dirty dog on film—let’s face it, that’s half the population at this point—but stars? I really don’t know, but I […]
Jody left to visit a childhood friend in Los Angeles. I worked, went to class, and kicked around our too-expensive apartment. I missed her, and I didn’t like being alone. No, I […]
Her name was Carol. She was nicotine thin, a couple of years out of style in her Chic jeans, and a metalhead. In high school she would have been one of the […]
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