May 2009
16 posts
Song as Autobio Auditions #3
Song as Autobio Auditions #2
When I was a kid, the monsoons that came at the end of the summer seemed almost magical. I would often get up in the middle of the night just to watch the storms. We kept our shades drawn in most parts of the house so I went to the half-bathroom near the laundry room to peek out the unshaded high window.
There’s one storm in particular I’ve never forgotten. It had huge bolts...
Evidence mounts that brains decide before their owners know about it
EVERYONE...
– The Economist
I’m a messy, crazy, do-what-I- fucking-want pain in the ass. And, like, I...
– http://www.villagevoice.com/2008-06-17/music/liz-in-the-afternoon-the-oral-history/2
‘Guyville’ was a specific scene in Chicago—predominately male,...
– http://www.villagevoice.com/2008-06-17/music/liz-in-the-afternoon-the-oral-history/