“You going to Alex’s party?” “Slow down, it’s not a party, just a few people. You should come, Jim.” “He has a girlfriend to get to.” “No, we broke up. What time?” […]
82. If I Could Buy My Reasoning I’d Pay To Lose
77. Everyone’s Breaking Past My Speed Of Sound
I couldn’t handle the hours at Hardee’s. Not only was I barely squeaking through the eleventh grade, but on my way home from work one Sunday I woke up in the oncoming traffic […]
Deep Cuts: Top Ten Songs from Nic Cage Movies
Nicolas Cage’s career is a beautiful car wreck. It started off fast and wild, careening from weird to weirder. No matter how bad some of those early movies were he was always […]
Deep Cuts: Songs for Ten Resolutions
So you’ve decided that 2012 is the year you drop that dead weight, whatever his or her name is, or take a trip to Greece while it’s still there. Here are some […]
53. Try To Use A Mirror, No Bullet Or Knife
Despite its sprawl Boiling Springs High School was an oversized shotgun shack. An uninterrupted hallway ran like an artery from front to back door, the lettered A-B-C-D wings spreading out to either […]
50. The Punk and the Godfather (Why It Matters Revisited)
This is the big number fifty in my ongoing narrative, not including the many sidebars and asides. This seems like a good of a time as any for a sanity check. I […]
49. This Is A Public Service Announcement (With Guitars)
“I’m not driving to Colorado every time your grandfather decides he’s dying,” my father muttered. He jammed the last of the luggage into the back of the station wagon. “He rotted his […]
48. Once We Had An Easy Ride and Always Get the Same
My goal as a kid was to get my hands on as much music as possible. I recorded The King Biscuit Flower Hour whenever I found it on the FM dial. When […]
Deep Cuts: Ten Covers Done Right
Sure every garage band when I was growing up played “Freebird,” but that doesn’t mean they played it well or brought anything new to the table. That’s what makes a good cover […]
15. A Rambling Prologue To A Long Overdue Post
Growing up there were three of us kids, and our first allowance was tiered 50/35/25 cents, oldest to youngest. At age seven a quarter per week was fine by me. That was […]
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