Thoughts for a (Black)Friday

You know, for a Black Friday it’s pretty damn beautiful out. Brisk bordering on damn chilly, but the sun is shining like the blazing star it is. Skies are blue, with a hint of purplish hue near the horizon. Trees are bare and skeletal, showing their naked winter fashion with pride as they occasionally shake […]

If Miles Were Jimi: Bitches, Brews, Big Fun, and a Dandy Boxer

I guess you could say I’ve got an affliction. It’s something I can’t seem to get over, and to be honest I don’t want to get over it. You see, I’m in the midst of a Miles Davis binge. It’s more than a binge, though. It seems more like an absolute electric Miles infestation of […]

If Miles says so…

…then it shall be. I’ve got some picking up to do on this Friday evening. But that’s all right because I’ve got a couple Breakfast Stouts up in the freezer to help ease that cleaning into chill mode. No, it’s not eggs and bacon liquified and fermented over a hot Midwest summer. It’s actually a […]

Discovered :: Miles Davis’ Pangaea

If you’ve never been to Jazz Record Mart on Illinois St in Chicago, you don’t know what you’re missing friends. It’s a chunk of vinyl history tucked into a small building that if you blinked you’d miss it. I’ve been there three, maybe four times and each time I end up leaving knowing I could’ve […]

Drift Away

So I’m in a ramblin’ kind of mood this evening. The kids are at their perspective pals abodes, my wife is at work earning some dough, and White Hills’ Stolen Stars Left For No One is spinning at the moment. I gotta say, that was the best $13 I’ve spent in a long time(well, the […]