Casual rambles, short stories and poetry done casually
First things first: Rontoms makes a workman’s mojito. It might sound oxymoronic, and it’s certainly a jest, but that fast and dirty drink is old dependable for this hipster in grandpa casual getup needing a pick-me-up. Eight hours of sleep just didn’t do the job after spending 42 hours running alumni events for my college […]
Piano keys are still the heaviest instruments on Earth. Beurk if you must, but there is no other means to match the rank weight of percussion with the sincerity of melody, sheer and sustained. It is the return of the tempest, announced by the first goblet drops of water over the keyboard. “Hold on tight,” […]
Steve Kilbey has been doing this for a long time. The operative “this” meaning to make records. The functional “long time” meaning over forty years. All with the same band too: Australian cult rock group, The Church. The frontman might be graying and his beard might be wizarding, but he is still playing his bass. […]
What is left to say on the quality of The Dark Side of the Moon? It’s one of the greatest albums of all time? The magnum opus of the Pink Floyd discography? The most sublime production job of Alan Parsons’ career? The measuring stick for every sound buff’s next stereo system? The perfect accompaniment to […]
This was written on March 13th, around about midnight, after the Bill Schonely memorial. It was a late addendum to an already busy writing day, but one which needed to be written lest the memory of the Schonely not be fully laid to rest. He means a great deal to more than just my own […]
I quit my job on February 28th. These are my thoughts on that.
Have you ever watched the show Emily in Paris? It’s ostensibly about a young woman, named Emily, residing in Paris with a Breakfast at Tiffany’s title and a cultivated corporate appeal. Not to be a downer, but it’s too late: already judged the cover. I ask not because I’m a fan of the show, but […]
Alright, so this is a weird one. Normally when I ramble about something, I generally refrain from a structure to allow for a more free-flowing prosaic quality to shine through. And that does happen here, eventually, as the Blazers are one of those subjects that render my already effusive self to become even more effusive…-er […]
I didn’t watch the All-Star Game, and you couldn’t pay me to watch it. The players clearly don’t care about making it a competitive game, so why should I care about watching? The only exception to this rule felt like Damian Lillard, however, who showed up big in both the All-Star Game and the 3-Point […]
I guess I just write these randomly now? I dunno. Depression is weird. Well, I was going to write another Blazers thing after an impromptu invite to watch the Blazers take on the Denver Nuggets. Anfernee Simons busting that bunker with six three-point shots in a torrid third quarter just felt like too good a […]
