I didn't go to the show. They stopped selling tickets by 10 o'clock. This made my face sad. But Alex and I got beers with Eric and Katie, and even though the bartender at the White Dog was very odd and, as one patron put it, he was "an obnoxious cunt", the beer was cheap, and good, and eased me away from the shores of anger, toward the blissful Isle of the Blessed.
Music; musing; must-haves.
The curatorial agenda. Sealing up a void whose vacuity was a source of distress to no one. The seed I am most likely to sow is a certain jargon. Built on tilt. The center of a new universe of counterfeit. Increasingly random and increasingly increasing.
THES ONE & O-DUB FOR DUST AND GROOVES
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One of the few freelance pieces I have taken on over the past year was to
interview Thes One for Dust and Grooves. D&G’s creator, Eilon Paz,
specifically w...
Hotel Bar Sessions, Ep 31: Whose History?
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The HBS hosts sit down with Dr. Charles McKinney, Jr. to talk about whose
history is (and isn't) being taught.
Following on the heels of a recent and ...
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I didn't go to the show. They stopped selling tickets by 10 o'clock. This made my face sad. But Alex and I got beers with Eric and Katie, and even though the bartender at the White Dog was very odd and, as one patron put it, he was "an obnoxious cunt", the beer was cheap, and good, and eased me away from the shores of anger, toward the blissful Isle of the Blessed.
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