A guy I once knew had a sticker on his car that read, "I Love Hip-Hop." (I'm interpreting. Love was denoted by a bright red heart.) Both the simplicity and the sentiment struck me. I loved Miles, Satie, Bob Dylan and Tom Petty. I loved a lot of punk rock and ska bands too, but… Continue reading those sOunds.
There's nothing like studying something to dispel its mystery. You examine it, finding that you can explain away almost all of the inconsistencies and irrationality. The thing becomes known and familiar, less strange as you begin to associate it with other known things. Like an object sprung from orbit, the pull of mystery exerts less force each… Continue reading A (Haunted) Mind