Monthly Archives: August 2010
Chris Pierce Take A Bad Angle
The weekend. Goodness. Often, I’m minding my own business, busying myself with suburban life. Other weekends are quite the opposite. This weekend, quite the opposite. A wallet lost (momentarily) and many offbeat discoveries found interesting. Three of them, exciting. I … Continue reading
A student of mine turned me onto this guy. I enjoy the skilled guitar playing with the balanced voice. The lyrics don’t amaze, but they are much above average. My goal for this week will be to acquire some albums. Reminds me of Howie Day for some reason.
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This, My Friends, is Herman Edwards
I ate one cheeseburger and a brat. Haven’t had a tasty ‘lil combo like that in quite some time. Even had a brew. Great afternoon. Watched some football with a group of officials. Learned a lot of useless knowledge. Felt … Continue reading
Henry Rollins is a man. He lifts heavy things, travels the world alone, writes compelling books and gives stunning lectures. Who would have thought that his music would be pushed to the bottom of his list of accomplishments?
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That’s Actually A Good Argument
The rain isn’t here. It’s a few blocks away. I can smell it. Actually, if you live in Arizona, you’re smelling the Creosote. I learned a whole mess of things in college. I surprise myself sometimes. I definitely surprise me wife. Went … Continue reading
That’s Not For Me, That’s For Some Old Person
This time of year is summarized quite simply; students in desks, football on television. Occasionally in person. If I haven’t been ignoring your phone call up until this point, prepare for quite a few voicemail greetings. Not to suggest that … Continue reading
What Was the Response Like?
One gig ends. Another begins. One overstays it’s welcome. One is the first to the party, uncomfortably early. I’m a bad host. Pushing one out the back door while the other rings the doorbell, wondering if it’s broken. Once one … Continue reading
