Today is Bob Mould’s birthday. I know this because my twitter feed is filled with Mould/Husker Dü/Sugar trivia. I’m not complaining because I love Bob Mould much like I do my Uncle Wayne. It’s a…
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Faux Hippie Hipsters & The Cranky Middle-Aged Lady Who Doesn’t Like Them
I’m pondering changing the name of this website to “Cranky Lady Leaves the House and is Cranky.” Now Part II of yesterday’s rant. So after Low’s horrific 27-minute long assault on my ears, Bob Mould…
4 reasons this picture makes me happy
I spent a lot of this morning moaning to Christa about the ‘Februaryness’ of August and how it’s that time of the season where I hate everything I like (books, music, food) and am generally…
Delivering noise & real tough boys
Reading Bob Mould’s autobiography, See a Little Light: The Trail of Rage and Melody, is a little like indulging someone you adore as they tell you about a dream they had about you last night….
One degree of separation (or is it two?)
Today over lunch FFJ and I discussed the difference between autobiography and memoir. Over delicious pad thai from Thanh Do, I told her about how I was reading Bob Mould’s See a Little Light: The…