A Minor Detour

Hello. How’d the weekend go? You did what? Why you dirty bugger, you. How can you even look at yourself in the mirror after that sort of behavior. You’re an adult. You know better than to do those sorts of things. You know, I’m not sure we can hang out anymore. Just,…just grab your things […]

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The Need For Speed

Year’s ’94 and my trunk is raw In my rear view mirror is the motherfucking law – Shawn Carter Okay, actually the year wasn’t ’94, it was ’88. 1988 to be exact. It was the last day of my 8th grade year and my mom picked me up from school. We only went a half […]

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No Pussyfootin’

Well it seems that the great winter storm we had a few weeks ago wasn’t nearly as great as they thought. Enter “Winter Storm Linus”. Yes, now the National Weather Service is naming storms after Peanuts characters. If they had to go with a Peanuts character to name a storm, why not go with “Pig […]

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January Sabbatical

Today was the first official day of my week off. Well, yesterday I was off as well but that was a company-wide holiday. I’m on my time now. Why am I off? My wife is gone all week for work-related stuff so I decided I’d stay home, get the kids off to school, enjoy some […]

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Out Of The Silent Midwest : King’s X Reissues, Summer Recollections, and the Fine Art of Friendship

I was a timid 15 year old kid. I didn’t seek out the spotlight, even though I’d been playing guitar for three years by the summer of 1989. I was the introverted guitar player. I was inclined to stay in my practice room my dad had built for me in the basement for the majority […]

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Whatever Gets You Through The Night

After a pretty casual Saturday filled with Netflix bingeing, spinning tunes, and recording tracks in the studio; and even enjoying a nice stout or two in the evening I heard that phrase that kills a buzz quicker than anything: “I puked.” Yes, my son who I’ve dubbed “my little puker” thoughtfully made it to the […]

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A Belgian Placebo

It’s not often that Record Store Day gives me a true musical gift. Sure, there’s usually some cool colored vinyl from the Flaming Lips, a rare live release, or some reissues you didn’t know you needed till you see it on that RSD release sheet. But for the most part I’m not discovering anything new […]

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