If I Still Believe Come Monday Morning

Somehow I had never heard of the band Avoid One Thing until last week. I was aimlessly scrolling through the social media wasteland when incredible artist Nan Coffey posted that her friend Joe Gittleman had a new album coming out. I pay attention when people who clearly have superior taste (seriously, browse her site) recommend... Continue Reading →

Truth

The other day while aimlessly scrolling through twitter Nathanial Freedman, of Free Darko fame, posted a link to Wilson Pickett’s cover of “Hey Jude”. I’d never heard the version before so I clicked on the link and was utterly blown away.  It was one of those moments where I was instantly enthralled by every aspect... Continue Reading →

I’d Like To See You Make Me Move

It’s a warm late August night and I’ve got Hollis Brown’s latest ‘Ozone Park’ on the turntable. It’s the kind of album that was written for this kind of night. Some albums are winter albums, some are spring day albums, some are for weddings, some are for divorce. Ozone park is for driving around on... Continue Reading →

It’s a Better Place I Think

I’ve been sick for a little while now. Last month I spent a few miserable days in the hospital and the repercussions from that continue to linger. Nothing life threatening but the kind of thing that causes low level of ongoing misery. The point is I haven’t felt like myself in a while, until the... Continue Reading →

New Story Out Now!

I know I've been lax writing here for the last month. It's been an odd month and I may or may not write something about the last week or so. But for now, my latest story "The Book" has just been published in the latest issue of Lovecraftiana, the magazine for Eldritch Horror! It's the... Continue Reading →

Travelogue: Quebec City

This morning I drove to the top of Mount Royal, the hill in the center of Montreal, looked out over the city, and then hit the road. I loved Montreal and thought about staying another day, but decided that it’s not much of a road trip if I’m not on the road. I headed out... Continue Reading →

Travelogue: Montreal

The first time I was in Montreal I was nine or ten. My mom, brother, and I were staying in my uncle's cabin in Vermont and drive over the border to visit the city overnight. I don’t remember much of the trip other than we visited a fort and it rained. At some point in... Continue Reading →

In My Heart Was an Achin’ Pain

‘Dink’s Song’ is an old American folk song. It’s sometimes called ‘Fare Thee Well’, which makes more sense when you listen to it than ‘Dink’s Song’. It gets its name because John Lomax, who studied folk music, first heard it sung by a woman named Dink in Texas in 1909. John’s son Alan first published... Continue Reading →

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