“A Bit on Thirteen Tales from Urban Bohemia and its Salient Completeness through Emotional Multiplicity”

I’m starting this new year off with a post about The Dandy Warhols, which strangely seems reasonably appropriate, in a way. They’re one of those ’90s bands that’s still kind of underrated and underexposed, you could say, with Soul Coughing, on the other hand, having recently graduated to the realm of “trendy,” and so no […]

“To a Paper Tiger”

So many summers and winters pass, eventually, on the metal bar, that all of our sins, all the dirtiness, unthinkable hopelessness and unhealthy catharsis get solidified, like cultural sediment lodging itself in our everyday landscape. It’s possible that it’s not an enterprise for the scrupulous. And when I walk into that metal bar, a bright-eyed […]

“Peak R&R”

I started listening to Sticky Fingers again, today. I think I got about 15 seconds into “Brown Sugar”; into Bill Wyman’s thumping, cathartic bassline, into Jagger’s wolverine, untethered yowl. And then it hit me.  At some point, during Sticky Fingers, cognitive dissonance sets in. “Brown Sugar” is a song about a romantic escapade with a […]