
Oh, April. This is a great playlist. Any list that opens with Thunderbitch is bound to be solid, but that Los Colognes cut kills. Seriously, I don’t know where the bereted wonder […]
Oh, April. This is a great playlist. Any list that opens with Thunderbitch is bound to be solid, but that Los Colognes cut kills. Seriously, I don’t know where the bereted wonder […]
(Note: Period correct dialogue ahead. You’ve been warned.) New Year’s Eve, 1979. Time to move into the Eighties; time to live a Killing Joke song. This was the first turn of a […]
One morning before home room the perky girls began tacking hand-lettered signs all over the school. Two weeks from Friday we were invited to attend a sock hop in the school gym. It […]
The cool kid at Holden’s Chapel Middle School was Chuck Morris. He had a dirt bike, never took a turn on the twirly slide, and flirted with Lisa’s mother every afternoon when […]
The deeper I get into this little exercise the more I recognize that there aren’t distinct epochs inherent to one’s own musical soundtrack. The development of musical taste isn’t a linear continuum where […]