I cannot recall how I discovered Daft Punk. Apologies for the “discovery” pun there, but some things can’t be helped. It’s a little odd that I can’t remember how I found them, given that while they do not make my personal Mount Rushmore of music they are, as we would say in the NCAA tournament, […]
A word, here, about the calendar. When I woke up this morning I had honestly forgotten what today was. I got out of bed early, not as early as I’d like but still early, and did my usual morning stuff. When I first looked at my phone I saw that I had a new album […]
A word, here, about challenging your own norms. Yesterday was New Springsteen Album Day. This has always been a big deal for me, but the advent of living in the future (pun intended) is that New Springsteen Album Day is even easier. Before I want to say last year-ish I would have to remember the […]
Today was ABGT400. It was supposed to be in Mexico City. I’ve never been to Mexico. I was looking forward to it. The Rona had other plans. I watched the warmup party, and the main set from the Thames, and now I’m winding down with the Club Quarantine afterparty, listening to Dave talk between songs […]
A word, here, about time. Getting old has been on my mind a lot lately. Not that getting old is all bad. I mean it’s not GOOD, but it’s not entirely bad. There are a few advantages. Three, as I’ve come to understand it: Even though I forget “things” at a distressing rate, I understand […]
A word, here, about lingering issues. Once again, in the interest of keeping things honest, yesterday was really, really bad. As I have said since this started, I have good days and bad, good hours and bad, and while the good ones outnumber the bad ones, the bad ones tend to be more bad than […]
A word, here, about needs. With something resembling spring finally arriving on May 2, Nick and Reg invited me over for a socially-distanced firepit experience last night. Let me tell you: my first meaningful human interaction in seven weeks was fucking amazing. The genius of the socially-distanced firepit is that it’s basically the same arrangement […]
A word, here, about music. I am not a “music” guy. I like it. I listen to it almost constantly but I imagine that’s probably more about my pathological fear of silence than a need to have actual music going all the time. Folks may or may not know this about me – a quick […]