“Baby your mind is a radio Got a receiver inside my head Baby I’m tuned to your wavelength Lemme tell you what it says: Transmitter! Oh! Picking up something good Hey, radio head! The sound…of a brand-new world” -Talking Heads, ‘Radio Head’ There is a thing every good deejay understands: putting together a great mix… Read more »
I am seven years old, and hiding in my basement bedroom, waiting for my father’s anger to subside. He’s in the kitchen above me, hurling pots, pans, plates at the wall. It’s not my first rodeo, as they say. I know it will pass, like a wild thunderstorm. With luck, all it will do is… Read more »
Somewhere in the crystal looking glass world, beyond the other side of actual human life, there exist the rarest and most precious beings. I picture them as a combination of mannequin and angel. They are digital divas basking in the pixel limelight, virtual mermaids doing the breaststroke through an ocean of self-regard. These creatures have… Read more »
“But the beauty is in the walking — we are betrayed by destinations.” – Gwyn Thomas Quick! Pack your bags! I’ll leave the car running while I help you load them in the back seat. Feel free to pack light, all you really need is your best sneakers and your sense of wonder. You don’t… Read more »
A few days ago, an Australian acquaintance made some interesting observations on what she sees as essential aspects of “Canadianness”. “What is it with you Canadians?” she mused, “you all seem to be so nice and polite, but at the same time, every one of you that I’ve met has been both twisted and brilliant… Read more »
I’m seventeen years old, camping at Moses Lake with my best friends in the world. We spend the weekend sitting around the campfire, telling bullshit stories, and drinking warm beer. Josie has her beat-up acoustic guitar and we’re singing along to “Gold Dust Woman,” “Space Oddity,” and “Don’t Fear the Reaper.” Ginny and I go… Read more »
“A human being should be able to change a diaper, plan an invasion, butcher a hog, conn a ship, design a building, write a sonnet, balance accounts, build a wall, set a bone, comfort the dying, take orders, give orders, cooperate, act alone, solve equations, analyze a new problem, pitch manure, program a computer, cook… Read more »
Live enough years, and you begin to understand that there is no measuring, no charting the immense distances between who you once were, who you have become, and who you will be. I distinctly remember hearing David Bowie for the first time when I was twelve years old, and even then having a dim inkling… Read more »
“but you should never be embarrassed by your trouble with living ‘cause it’s the ones with the sorest throats, Laura, who have done the most singing” -Bright Eyes Serge Gainsbourg once wrote “I’ve succeeded at everything, except my life.” It’s a quote that resonates strongly with me. I find it especially interesting, coming from someone… Read more »
“No matter how much suffering you went through, you never wanted to let go of those memories.” – Haruki Murakami What a strange one-way journey all of us are on, this short trip from birth to death, with barely enough time to change out of our swaddling cloths, grab a quick canape or two, snap… Read more »