Sometimes you have to totally geek out. Go out on a limb, or “do something weird because you can”. I did that. Last month I initated contact with the artist of one of my favorite comics that has come out this year. Over the course of this last week him and I bantered back and forth as I allowed him to “talk-shop”. Read More
I went to a peaceful gathering last night at Fresno State in solidarity of the oppressed and wounded in Charlottesville and afterward I had many thoughts go through my mind. Read More
I am traditionally terrible at keeping with tradition. I am often confused as I lose myself being absentminded. I am overtly opinionated but currently despise discussing politics. I am afraid of change but want something so desperately that isn’t what I already have. Read More
You didn’t have to be a superfan to be devastated by the news from last week when Chester Bennington took his own life. You didn’t have to own every Linkin Park album to be moved to tears after you hear Castle of Glass on the radio soon after the news broke either. You didn’t need to own any of their shirts or to have gone to any of their concerts. You needn’t justify your feelings at all.
All you really had to be was a fan of modern music. Read More
Let us not forget that before anyone got radio-famous they always traveled a certain path to get there.
Long before radio knew Matt Skiba as the new member of Blink (and probably before Mark Hoppus did too, because we all know that Travis is the cool one who heard of him first *eyeroll*), Skiba was in Alkaline Trio. Read More
The price of honesty is vulnerability sometimes followed by the necessity to overcompensate. And if you are unsure what I mean by that than you missed the last list of essential’s that I brought to discussion last week. Read More
Humor me while I revel in nostalgia for a few moments. (Well – nostalgia outlined with bitter resentment for change.) Read More
“What should we call us?”
“I don’t know…Spoon?”
That’s how I envision the conversation going when Britt Daniel tried to decide what to call his rock band with the rest of the guys. Read More
In the spring of 1997 I was a pimply 16 year old kid driving around town in a 1977 Chevy Nova with an engine and audio system upgrade. Driving around town, I would listen to whatever was on New Rock 104.1 as I sought after my place of destination.
That was twenty years ago. That is a long time past. A lot has happened between then and now, many fazes and hairstyle changes have happened that I would just assume not elaborate on. Read More