tv: BOSCH

I don’t talk much about TV on here, because frankly no one but my friend Amy wants to hear my feelings about how Nick Burkhardt on Grimm is a moron (and I’m continually about six episodes behind in Justified), but I’ve just watched the Amazon Prime pilot of BOSCH — based loosely on City of…

concert: texoma @ motorco music hall

The Cowboy is playing in yet another band, and as he and I had a bit of business to settle yesterday, I headed over to Durham to check out Texoma, the latest project fronted by Zach Terry, late of various Triangle projects like the Whiskey Smugglers and Gambling the Muse. Despite being only a few…

book review: a whole new ballgame – caryn rose

Last Saturday I was sitting at Trav’s dining room table, eating scrambled eggs and bacon, and talking about — something. Something that was in all likelihood not related to baseball at all. Definitely not this book. Something that prompted me to say, “Hold on, I need to see who’s on the Astros’ top ten prospects,”…

families: a & b, future models

On Sunday I spent a couple of hours with my coworker J’s sassy 15 year old daughters — twins, ballers, artists. They were awesome; teenage girls are awesome. I loved shooting these portraits.

on pete seeger and the expression of joy

I remember, very clearly, the Maternal Unit buying the double cassette tape version of Pete Seeger & Arlo Guthrie’s Precious Friend, a 1981 live compilation of Seeger and Guthrie touring together. (Details on the record itself are here.) She bought it at the little record store that used to be on the first floor of…

album review: thea gilmore – regardless

Unless you hung out with a particular batch of Carleton College alums in the early aughts, and thus hung out with my badass friend Rosie, you might not know British singer/songwriter Thea Gilmore — you probably don’t, in fact. Rosie introduced me to Thea in 2003, with a copy of Loft Music — Thea’s excellent…