I would apologize for writing another navel-gazing entry, but you’re probably pretty used to it by now, so I’ll just proceed. In any case, I’m going to discuss the mix tapes I make from time to time, which I also produce on CD and give to friends. Unlike other forms of mixology, such as [...]
I have music files, amongst the many we have ascertained that I have, that have no identity. Merely, for instance, “Track 1″. Or “Track 7″. Bad tagging plus the Internet = information lost forever. Sometimes, however, the obfuscation and confusion created by bad tagging is more complex.
Several years ago, I wound up downloading [...]
20 songs for the 200th post.
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In the Trenches Man, I’m always amused how people are still pissed about my dissing one band on my old blog. Here it is nearly a year later and I just got this frikkin awesome comment this week:
just curious if you actually know anything about buddhism or hinduism? also people degrade symbols [...]
This week Netflix brought me the Townes Van Zandt documentary, Be Here to Love Me. I’m not exactly the Townes superfan that somebody like, say, Steve Earle is (“Townes Van Zandt is the best songwriter in the whole world and I’ll stand on Bob Dylan’s coffee table in my cowboy boots and say [...]
Also included: the conclusion of the first cycle of The Book of Fables.
To the NAP writers – 26 weeks, half a year, and no one has quit.
The Midtown Dickens are really taking cute to a whole new level. Their new record will be released on 307 Knox Recoirds on May 12 at [...]
Hello. My name is Jonathan. Today I am guest-guest-writing for Kilian; Electramummy is busy refuting the pervasive myth of the sleepy small-town life. (We may be sleepy sometimes, but that’s because we’re awake so much the rest of the time.)
A word of warning and apology: this is a self-centered and verbose post because [...]
I came of age in the horrible, tragic nightmare of the eighties. My partner in crime for the most influential of my formative years was none other than the man himself, Mike Gunn. Everyone take out their Awkward White Doofus manuals and flip straight to the High School chapter, in case you are unfamiliar [...]
photo by Scott Friedlander
List of things to do today:Messenger revised printed drawings to contractor for showroom bid.Send synagogue/rabbi’s residence/office/dormitory building drawings to printer for copies to go to contractors.Email photographer to get photo of Human Feel.Write invoice for showroom.Pack broken hard drive that has been sitting on my desk for at least [...]
Hi guys,
Well, I had big bright plans for a lengthy feature about Bruce Springsteen this week, involving such disparate threads as covers of his songs, the layers of irony in both himself and his songs, and my musical coming of age and how Bruce fits into it repeatedly.
But then I [...]
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