Nirvana is one of those bands whose bootlegs I always pick up, and I’m not entirely sure why.
Coach Parsons came to Boiling Springs High School directly from central casting. He bore the square jaw, blue eyes and humped nose of a Roman centurion, but now in his late forties […]
Politics and observational bitching aren’t my wheelhouses. There are plenty of places out there for you to read that stuff, so I stick to music and true tales of puking strawberry daquiri […]
Hardee’s loved me, and I don’t know why. Sure I worked hard, but I fucked off hard, too — especially if Matt and I were working together. He would climb up on […]
Songs about school date back to the beginning of rock and roll. Throughout the Fifties and Sixties they focused on just how keen and swell school is, and then Alice Cooper happened. […]