I’m not getting “festive” for the “season”

I see no point. This isn’t some sort of passive-aggressive admonition. I’m not calling on the rest of you to stop gluing tinsel to your car’s radio antenna, or to cancel the Bukovel skiing-and-pills-and-champagne plans, or whatever. I’m not going to lecture anyone about the economy. I don’t care if wreaths are tacky. I likeContinue reading “I’m not getting “festive” for the “season””

Monday music: Lo and behold. And “Glee.” And Weird Al love.

I’m tired, but in that good way – the fatigue of someone reclining with a beer on a deck after many long and fruitful hours of being busy and important. Looks like I’ve finally been able to express why I love Dolores Haze so much, for one thing. Check out The Second Pass in general,Continue reading “Monday music: Lo and behold. And “Glee.” And Weird Al love.”

Monday Music: sweet and weary head

My friend Egon is in town and I am busy being a terrible host, alongside the usual activities, such as trying to crawl under from beneath a pile of work. Still, Monday music is sacred. Lorge – El Ten Eleven Lapland – Ratatat Thorn-torn Lips – Robert Berkman Pretty Good Year – Tori Amos InContinue reading “Monday Music: sweet and weary head”