The First Album I Ever Bought is an occasional guest post series where friends, family, and strangers talk about, well, the first album they ever bought. A new piece runs every Wednesday, and sometimes more often. If you’d like to submit, please see the guidelines here. For a little while I thought I could beat…
concert: jason isbell @ haw river ballroom
I detailed a lot about this show for SiC, but it’s worth nothing that I haven’t, before, written about Jason Isbell on this particular blog. The last time I saw Jason play predates my starting a photo blog. The photoblog postdates a long-standing Jason Isbell related grudge. Etc. When I first listened to, and fell…
concert: against me! @ the cradle
This is totally late, because my photos went up on SiC on Wednesday along with my thoughts on Against Me!’s set, but I wanted to write about first openers the Shondes, too, and it took me a day or four. The Shondes are a punk band from Brooklyn; fronted by the fierce and dynamic Louisa…
the first album i ever bought: ac/dc – dirty deeds done dirt cheap
The First Album I Ever Bought is an occasional guest post series where friends, family, and strangers talk about, well, the first album they ever bought. A new piece runs every Wednesday, and sometimes more often. If you’d like to submit, please see the guidelines here. I got a few records before this for Christmas…
concert: camper van beethoven @ the cradle
I went to a show Friday night; my first show of 2014. My first show in more than a month, in fact. It was hot, and full of people, and I had to wear both real pants and a bra, and these are all things that displease me in general: heat, humans, real pants*, leaving…
the first album i ever bought: ace of base – the sign
The First Album I Ever Bought is an occasional guest post series where friends, family, and strangers talk about, well, the first album they ever bought. A new piece runs every Wednesday, and sometimes more often. If you’d like to submit, please see the guidelines here. It is early 1994. I am a 10 years old,…
poem: No Hemlock Rock (don’t kill yourself)
No Hemlock Rock (don’t kill yourself) (Jennifer Michael Hecht) Don’t kill yourself. Don’t kill yourself. Don’t. Eat a donut, be a blown nut. That is, if you’re going to kill yourself, stand on a street corner rhyming seizure with Indonesia, and wreck it with racket. Allow medical terms. Rave and fail. Be an absurd living…
always been
1. tales of new year’s festivities My fat ass sat on the couch with take out Indian food and two cats, and we watched football until I fell asleep. I am so cool. 2. accounting for some unfinished business I’m still an alcoholic, and I always will be. Thanks for loving me anyway. 3. envisioning the…
a year in review
Happy New Year, you crazy kids. This was a really hard year in many ways, for me. It was also one of the best years I’ve had, as well, as crazy as that sounds. Because it wasn’t a bad year. It was just a hard year. And since I think therapy is good for everyone,…
christmas at holden beach
Beautiful week.
brand new kind of photography 