I bought ‘...And Out Come The Wolves’ a few weeks after moving to Delaware. I got it because I liked the single ‘Time Bomb’ a lot. I had no real inkling I would be buying one of the seminal albums of my life.  The record came out in the summer of 1995. The cover was... Continue Reading →

2019 sucked for me. I lost my job of more than a decade in May and then had a long series of medical issues then landed me in the hospital four times and had some long periods of waiting that prevented me from really seriously looking for a job and ate up most of my... Continue Reading →

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 →

Record stores are a bit anachronistic in 2019. Music went digital years ago and now we get it through anything from phones to refrigerators. I have a few Amazon Echos set up in my house so I no longer even need to press buttons, I can just ask out loud for the little electronic spy... Continue Reading →

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 →

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 →

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 →

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 →

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 →