Monday music, the “road to Shambala” edition

I can’t sleep. First of all, “LOST” is coming back, for the last time (what in the hell am I going to do with my life once “LOST” is over? Get a hobby?). Second of all, the return of “Lost” has somehow managed to coincide with what is probably going to go down in historyContinue reading “Monday music, the “road to Shambala” edition”

Monday music: “the horror, the horror”

“Well, Jim, I’ve got some bad news…” ** “Not to shit on anyone’s riff here, but let me just see if I grasp this concept, ok? You’re suggesting that we take some fucking parking shuttles, and reinforce them with some aluminum siding, and then just head on over to the gun store and watch ourContinue reading “Monday music: “the horror, the horror””

Beautiful People, the “beauty won’t save the world, but it will come pretty damn close” edition

For Dad. Happy Birthday. The ice outside looks like whale blubber. Nobody is cleaning it up, because that’s something that people in civilized countries do, and it’s not like we can have anyone forgetting where it is they live. It would be vastly unpatriotic, etc. I don’t have any ambitions to prevent myself from fallingContinue reading “Beautiful People, the “beauty won’t save the world, but it will come pretty damn close” edition”

Monday Music, for famous Seamus

Now, to pry into roots, to finger slime, To stare, big-eyed Narcissus, into some spring Is beneath all adult dignity. I rhyme To see myself, to set the darkness echoing. I don’t prattle on about Seamus Heaney nearly enough on this blog. I love Seamus Heaney. You know how much I love Seamus Heaney? IContinue reading “Monday Music, for famous Seamus”