Sunday afternoon at Sasquatch, a long-dormant crush reignited in a few simple chords. Continue reading
At the moment this post goes live, I’ll be in the middle of nowhere, the middle of everything. Sasquatch. My seventh—2004, 2008, 2010, 2011, 2012, 2014, and this year. Each more questionable a decision than the one before. Continue reading
I thought David Letterman was one of the funniest men alive years before I first watched him.
Last night, 11:45pm on a Saturday, tidying my condo with Bluetooth earbuds in, I discovered a pen. It had been hiding in the corner of one closet or another for more than a decade now, or so the inscription implied. Continue reading
“…but let’s talk about you for a minute,” Gareth Campesinos! offers on the first track of their third album. Ostensibly, he’s signaling a change of pace from the band’s previous output, the slow musical build to that point far less manic than fans had come to expect.
But if you listen carefully, you can hear Gareth’s tongue planted firmly in his cheek. Continue reading