So I have a confession. I did not get out of bed until 9:36 this morning. I wasn’t even hungover or up particularly late or anything (I’ve been staying up until 1 a.m. most nights because of The Goldfinch). This is practically 10 in the morning. The coffee maker had already made coffee, held it warm for a few hours, and turned itself off in a fit of fire prevention. I woke up to cold coffee and sunshine and feeling…
Trapped in 1993 with the River Phoenix Blues Again
I was driving from Shakopee back to Eau Claire on Halloween 1993. I have no idea why I made the journey home to see my parents, I only know that I did. Relaying this story seems weird now. A few of the elements seem archaic compared to the way things are today. First, I drove the two hours from Shakopee to Eau Claire in my 1980 Ford Fairmont named Grover. That car cost me all the money I had. $500….
The Rise & Fall of The Runaways
If I were a better eBook reader, I’d have probably finished Cherie Currie’s memoir Neon Angel and found a lot of the information in Queens of Noise:The Real Story of the Runaways by Evelyn McDonnell old news. Lucky for me I hate reading books electronically and found McDonnell’s biography of the ground-breaking all-female rock & roll band a revelation. Oh how I loved this fair and not wholly unbiased book about the band that spawned Joan Jett. It helps a…
It’s Sunday & I’m Boring: The Robots & Burgers Edition
Sleep and I are not on speaking terms lately. The rat bastard had mostly abandoned me for the past two weeks due to lack-of-work anxiety and when it finally came back for a visit, bam my back decided to be a total asshole and thus sleep fled in the face of pain. Somehow I managed to hurt my back, specifically the left buttcheek area of my back. It sucks, well, ass, and has turned me into a crankier, whinier version…
What a Mess on the Ladder of Success: The Replacements’ Rock & Roll Hall of Fame Nomination
So The Replacements were nominated for the Rock & Roll Hall of Fame earlier this week along with the likes of a little band called Nirvana, KISS, my latest reading subject, Linda Ronstadat (the only woman nominated this year, fuck you very much RRHOF), NWA, LL Cool J, and some others I’m not going to type out. Of course when I read the nomination list I was all “What? Really?” It was weird. Every year I give only the most…
Not a Fan
Wow, is Rainbow Rowell’s Fangirl kind of a disappointing, too-long mess. It’s shocking because Eleanor & Park is such a beautiful, poignant book, and this is the opposite of that. Cath, our protagonist is a freshman at the University of Nebraska in Lincoln. Her twin sister Wren has decided that they need a trial separation. So Wren is off in another dorm partying it up with her roommate, while Cath is left with a sort of brusk roommate who is…