Twenty years ago, I was tasked with keeping a Luxembourgian poet busy while various machinations unfolded behind his back. They weren’t nefarious machinations—just
By the Time You’ve Finished Reading This Post, You Could Have Listened to At Least Half of Short Music for Even Shorter Attention Spans
There’s something raw and organic about Brian Lambert’s latest album, Auto Matic Im Perfect. Just look at the titles of the tracks: “Wonder-2_4_23”
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I got on an elevator a while back with a famous author named Jonathan but made the mistake of confusing him with another famous author named Jonathan.
I’m not going to say that I’ve met David Lynch, but this happened once:
I was tweeting with one of the members of Voodoo Planet the other day, and we got to talking about how easy it is to pass from one dimension into another. Or something
As you may or may not be aware, streaming services don’t pay a whole lot of money to artists—which is why I decided to dip my toe in the wild waters of sync
It all started with an actual encounter: Scoopski was, indeed, stopped at a red light when someone rolled down their window and flipped him the bird for no apparent reason.
