hollis brown @ local 506

Hollis Brown, you guys. Look. Y’all know that I basically don’t like to leave the house because I’m lazy and misanthropic and also because I’m old and I like to fall asleep in front of NBA games at 8:45 on weeknights. But I go out, for bands I really love, and I am generally rewarded….

video share: michael rank & stag – “the surrender”

and i’ll be your hero down to the weeds I am really, really crazy about Michael Rank’s new record, In The Weeds, and this video for “The Surrender” is just gorgeous on every level. The song is amazing, just gutwrenchingly lovely, and the light in the video is staggering. Michael and the band open for…

album review: hollis brown – ride on the train

oh the south and the sun never felt so good Sometimes it takes me a while to warm up to albums; and sometimes, I fall in love with them literally from the first notes of the first song. The title track from Hollis Brown’s debut LP, “Ride On The Train”, gives exactly the feeling of…

album review: way to blue – the songs of nick drake

I think that everyone who knows Nick Drake’s music has their own relationship to it; the first time they heard it, the people they think of when they hear one of Drake’s delicate, haunting songs on an ad, in a bar, on a television show. For me, an ex-boyfriend introduced me to Pink Moon, and…

the pointy kind of good luck

The women on my mom’s side of the family are, at the beach, inveterate shell collectors. As soon as I was old enough to tell the difference between the shells, I learned to pick up the unusual, the beautiful, the ugly. Above (top) is my haul from this week at Holden Beach. It’s the best…

a photo series, abandoned beach style

If I was giving a pretentious interview to a pretentious arts journal, I would say, of these shots, “I’m just really into chairs right now.”

you can’t not be on a boat

ROSENCRANTZ: I’ve frequently not been on boats. GUILDENSTERN: No, what you’ve been is not on boats. — Tom Stoppard, Rosencrantz & Guildenstern Are Dead

poem: prayer in my boot

Prayer In My Boot (Naomi Shihab Nye) For the wind no one expected For the boy who does not know the answer For the graceful handle I found in a field attached to nothing pray it is universally applicable For our tracks which disappear the moment we leave them For the face peering through the…