
They were huge in Tuvalu, but New England is known these days mostly for an interesting footnote.
They were huge in Tuvalu, but New England is known these days mostly for an interesting footnote.
All songs (well, most) tell a story, but story songs are really something special.
Oh, for Christ’s sake let’s just get this over with.
It’s time to leave South Carolina: past time, probably. For the last two years you’ve been reading true tales of liquor, lust, and primer-gray Camaros. You are a patient lot. I can’t […]
I have a dish of songs next to me that have coagulated into that one giant chunk of striped hard candy that grandmothers try to palm off onto unsuspecting kids. None of these […]
Special pressing have always appealed to me. Just last week I posted a clear vinyl album, and I’m sure I’ll be posting lots more colored vinyl. So why a boring old black […]
Finding a road into South Carolina has been tough. It should not be so difficult. The interstate medians are wide there, and the traffic is light. But those are the wrong roads, […]
Henry Rollins is right. I should end this post right there, but that would be nowhere near narcissistic enough. Over the past week I’ve been reading Smile, You’re Traveling, which is probably […]