don’t let me into this year

It takes a village. If it weren’t for other people, I’d just be over here taking pictures of my cats and my own face, and if the end of the year isn’t time for being thankful, I don’t know when is. (Other than Thanksgiving, of course.) So without further ado, people I couldn’t have survived…

christmas mix 2011: something as simple as rock and roll

I’ve been making what I call a Christmas mix — that is, not holiday songs but a mix made at the holidays — since 1997; first they were tapes, then for a few years cds, and finally, in the digital age, the last six years have been downloadable zip files, and this year is no…

the camera’s eye

I am about to finish watching The Hour, which if you haven’t watched it is simply staggeringly brilliant — Romola Garai is absolutely astonishing, and Dominic West and Ben Whishaw aren’t too shabby either, and I loved playing spot-the-British-TV-regular (“HI MORIARTY.” “HI OWEN HARPER.”). But what really grabbed me about it was the cinematography, the…

onward, soldiers @ open eye cafe

Wilmington’s Onward, Soldiers are spending a lot of time up in the Triangle these days, and I, for one, couldn’t be happier — the Open Eye is not an ideal performance space, weirdly shaped and full of graduate students with laptops who don’t understand why there is a rockin’ band playing and also made of…