The Patriots are my non-daughter-based obsession lately, and although they’re only really relevant for three hours a week there are so many blogs to read and so much media to listen to and watch that it’s almost a full-time job. Add in how long it takes to drink a giant beer and write another “our […]
We put up the Christmas tree on December 22. Weekends came and went and weeknights were dark, cold and white-washed enough that it was too much bother. I enjoy the holidays but could muster neither the enthusiasm to carry an unwieldy box (fake tree alert!) up the basement stairs nor the patience to arrange the […]
July 31, 2004. Red Sox shortstop Nomar Garciaparra is traded (indirectly) for shortstop Orlando Cabrera and first baseman Doug Mientkiewicz. It was the strangest thing—a large group of us had collected at our friend Hector’s (false name) suburban backyard to celebrate his thirtieth birthday party. The news rolled out fast, someone probably shouting from the […]
Steve Albini was right. Years ago, Big Black’s Atomizer LP (minus the weak “Strange Things”) was issued on CD with the Heartbeat 45 and the Headache EP. This compilation was called The Rich Man’s Eight Track Tape, as opposed to The Hobo’s Diarrhea Smear, which is a collection of early Clash recordings. Included was a […]
[This is not my first-ever post—“So I’m a blogger” on, yes, Blogger (Biff! Bang! Pow! “Vol. 1”) blazed that derivative trail in August 2005. However, as the timeline suggests, I didn’t care for much of what I wrote in my first four years and sought a do-over. Four thousand words of anticipated “retrospective self/music criticism” […]
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