Out of Office
didn't you see this on the outlook calendar?
This week’s a light week for me in anticipation of the holiday season. Thea’s gifts won’t make themselves, so I’m currently devoting my time and energy to that endeavor. I plan to have an article ready for you next week, then again in two weeks after that.
For now, please enjoy some of my previous pieces that need more love, linked below:
First, my Fountains of Wayne article from a few weeks ago:
All Kinds of Time
This week we take a trip back to those halcyon days of the mid-Nineties to tell a story about what happens when you think you have time but you don’t. Sorry, but this one’s kind of a downer. I also wrote entirely too much, so please click to expand if your email client says the message is too long.
Next, my Miles Davis retrospective:
Miles Runs the Voodoo Down
Three days in the summer of 1969 changed music forever. No, I’m not talking about Woodstock; get your head out of your hindquarters. Woodstock was held on August 15th through the 18th on a farm in upstate New York, but the real magic happened on the next three days in New York City. In the Columbia 52nd Street studios, producer Teo Macero assembled a cr…
Finally, my B-52’s history:
Deadbeat Club
For those unaware, I’m a lifelong Athenian. I was born at Regional (I refuse to call it by its new name), I was raised in the area, and I live around there to this day. For better or worse, it’s my home. As such, I’m steeped in the culture there. Athens runs on three things: University of Georgia football fandom, an unhealthy relationship to alcohol, an…
In the comments below, feel free to shout out suggestions for future topics, or to generally harangue me about various and sundry things. See you next week!