It's my favorite time of year. Strangely shaped buds are pushing to the surface, pollen is covering every car like natural gold leaf and small town flea markets are filling up green fields with shiny, shiny objects, patiently waiting to be scooped up and given a new home. Ahhhh, choo, spring! Seeds are seductive in their flat decorative packs, but root balls are so much more animated in their bondage. The ropes tied so tightly confirm that nature is untrainable and wild, hoping a good knot will subdue it's unleashable growth. Not as ripped as Wolverine, but more powerful.
Along with the smell of growing things, Spring allows us once again to search through other people's belongings with gusto. I pretend to be on ...
It's my favorite time of year. Strangely shaped buds are pushing to the surface, pollen is covering every car like natural gold leaf and small town flea markets are filling up green fields with shiny, shiny objects, patiently waiting to be scooped up and given a new home. Ahhhh, choo, spring! Seeds are seductive in their flat decorative packs, but root balls are so much more animated in their bondage. The ropes tied so tightly confirm that nature is untrainable and wild, hoping a good knot will subdue it's unleashable growth. Not as ripped as Wolverine, but more powerful.
Along with the smell of growing things, Spring allows us once again to search through other people's belongings with gusto. I pretend to be on ...
It's my favorite time of year. Strangely shaped buds are pushing to the surface, pollen is covering every car like natural gold leaf and small town flea markets are filling up green fields with shiny, shiny objects, patiently waiting to be scooped up and given a new home. Ahhhh, choo, spring! Seeds are seductive in their flat decorative packs, but root balls are so much more animated in their bondage. The ropes tied so tightly confirm that nature is untrainable and wild, hoping a good knot will subdue it's unleashable growth. Not as ripped as Wolverine, but more powerful.
Along with the smell of growing things, Spring allows us once again to search through other people's belongings with gusto. I pretend to be on ...
My brother-in-law lives abroad, and he works for the US government. We joke and say he's a spy, but we know he isn't much like James Bond or Jason Bourne. If he is a spy, wow, the life of a spy is pretty flat out boring. He is a regular old American, not one of those ex-pat types who actually relishes life abroad with all of its exotic flavor. So when he visits on this side of the pond, we frequently talk about the methods he employs to maintain the American life from afar.
If one computerized business has changed the lives of Americans everywhere, my brother-in-law the not so official spy claims, it is Amazon. Since there aren't many books published in English ...
There is obsession and there is obsession. Of course, many of us in the music netherworld understand the sorcery that beguiles a person to spend far too many waking hours searching for that elusive 7" or a mono version of a song that you fear you'll never see, but hoping with every flip of the record pile that you are wrong. That dedication, some say, fuels economies, creates magazines and sparks many long nights of conversation. But the kind of obsession that revolves around flavor and food can be a lonely outing. It is culturally acceptable to wait for hours for a table at Momofuku noodle bar, but am I odd to order deviled truffle eggs for an appetizer and for dessert?
The Easter Bunny visited ...
I don't want to fall into that trap. You know the one where because we are seeing a film, or listening to music 40 years after it was made it doesn't seem to be all that shocking. As a teenager I walked out on
Godard's "Breathless", the very first time I went to a midnight movie. Of course, I am horrified at that juvenile snafu, but I didn't know any better. I had to be taught to understand French Cinema in all of it's oddities. Yet, I have been watching "Who are you Polly Magoo?" for over a week now: rewinding, fast forwarding and I still don't have a clue what to say about it. Cinematography wise it's a gas. Fab angles, ...
I don't want to fall into that trap. You know the one where because we are seeing a film, or listening to music 40 years after it was made it doesn't seem to be all that shocking. As a teenager I walked out on
Godard's "Breathless", the very first time I went to a midnight movie. Of course, I am horrified at that juvenile snafu, but I didn't know any better. I had to be taught to understand French Cinema in all of it's oddities. Yet, I have been watching "Who are you Polly Magoo?" for over a week now: rewinding, fast forwarding and I still don't have a clue what to say about it. Cinematography wise it's a gas. Fab angles, ...
I can't remember a two week period lately that has had more action packed moments. Two weeks of WFMU fund-raising is not for the weak of heart. Begging and pleading is serious business, necessitating hearty fare for all involved. DJ's, phone slaves, listeners: don't take on this job if you are hungry. But so many of us are hungry of heart these days; hungry for a sense of solvency, and a respite from the nonstop talk of doom that is forecast in the dailies.
Unfortunately, I don't hail from a line of people who treasure the intricacies of food. But I do hail from stock who worked hard and long, and knew what foods would sustain and warm in spite of a cold stone ...
I can't remember a two week period lately that has had more action packed moments. Two weeks of WFMU fund-raising is not for the weak of heart. Begging and pleading is serious business, necessitating hearty fare for all involved. DJ's, phone slaves, listeners: don't take on this job if you are hungry. But so many of us are hungry of heart these days; hungry for a sense of solvency, and a respite from the nonstop talk of doom that is forecast in the dailies.
Unfortunately, I don't hail from a line of people who treasure the intricacies of food. But I do hail from stock who worked hard and long, and knew what foods would sustain and warm in spite of a cold stone ...
Many musicians lead double lives with other creative pursuits. In most cases, their musical prowess greatly overshadows that secondary output. Who can dispute that Miles Davis was a much greater musician and band leader than painter? Ditto Captain Beefheart. But sometimes the dabbling is so very enjoyable we go along for the ride. As a seventeen year old, Will Oldham began his professional life in John Sayles' film Matewan. Mos Def was charming in the Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy and Be Kind, Rewind. Juana Molina had a first rate career as a comedian in Argentina before becoming an indie darling. Abbey Lincoln starred opposite Sidney Poitier in the 1968 film For Love of Ivy and was nominated for a ...
