In which I talk about some odds and some ends - an honor, what I am watching, what I am listening to, and the usual stuff and such.
There is something strange and sacred about the summers of our youth. They stand as the first deep breaths of freedom that we get as we grow and the memories we find there are always there, waiting to be rediscovered once the days get long and the air cools once the clock hits one in… Continue reading Those Long Summer Nights
It feels strange that for the many, many years I have been writing and writing blogs that I rarely talk about music and its influence on my life. It’s not that music isn’t a constant in my life, a constant in my head, but that I feel like an imposter talking about music. I… Continue reading To The Beat Of A Drum
In which I tell two odd tales from my youth.
Around this time of year it's natural to look to the past, to assess the present, and to think about the future. It's natural and it's good. Good to remember where we were, where we are, and where we wanna be. Perspective. It's all about perspective. The trouble is when we stay too long in… Continue reading Thankful
In which I talk about the artists and creators working in the darkness of obscurity.
The Art of Art In the rush to embrace the next trend, crown the next genius, and jump on the next bandwagon I think we forget that art is about you. Or rather You. Art is a lot of things, so many things that people get years of schooling just to tell others what is… Continue reading The Art of Art
The things that stay with you are strange. Memories thought forgotten that are just lying dormant but there, waiting for a trigger. Such is the case with me today as I learned of the passing of DAVE BROCKIE, the singer of gore-rock band GWAR. For many GWAR was just a gross metal band that lived… Continue reading Saying Goodbye But GOD WHAT A RACKET!
There is something that we tend to forget in our modern world of safe, mass consumptive art. Our world of art for the masses. We forget that art is dangerous. That at its heart, art is barely restrained chaos. Is a thing with teeth that, while usually tamed, can bite. I need to bring up… Continue reading Dangerous Arts
I mentioned in my last post MY theories on why the Arts have been in a slow motion decline. There's no science or research in my opinion outside of simply being in a small scene and seeing how things seem to be trending. One of the issues I brought up was the idea of cost. … Continue reading Free For All