What I've been listening to lately... In the flesh, while having a seizure.
Showing posts with label Music. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Music. Show all posts
5/1/26
9/3/25
3/25/25
10/8/24
11/13/23
Type-O
What I've been listening to lately...
From The Griffin to the Jersey Shore, or was it the other way around?
8/24/22
Yahritza MartÃnez
What I've been listening to lately...
Her and her brother were born and raised in Yakima, WA, where my grandfather is from, and where I picked cherries as a teenager.
The Los Angeles Times did a piece about the trio back in April if you're interested.
6/29/21
9/1/20
7/7/20
Ennio Morricone
I kiss at last the beloved ground of my land,
That I left one day with my hard heart full of pain.
5/20/20
Helen Folasade Adu
He takes, but surely she can't give what I'm feeling now
She takes, but surely she doesn't know how
3/10/20
11/14/19
Morrison
Morrison always reminds me of my old man. The Peugeot on the Viaduct. October afternoons on Queen Anne. The Paragon way back when. My friend Asher says this is the only good Van Morrison song. He's clearly ill informed. Anyhow. I went home for a hot second. Felt good to go back. Clear skies an abnormality. New friends and the ones that aren't going anywhere. The Chair of Despair and my father's new "Zen." Can't say I'll ever live there again, but I can always reminisce with some of this shit.
9/27/19
9/25/19
2/6/19
9/27/18
8/27/18
Hustlers
My ex-wife once once told me, in the midst of her post-departure-angst, that I was "nothing but a goddamn hustler!" At the time I wasn't sure what to make of that. How to take it... Was that a bad thing? Shit to be ashamed of? I've spent the better part of my adult life working for myself. For better or for worse. Cleaning cars, writing about racing stuff, and most recently marketing for the motorcycle. It's all uphill. Treading water with weights around your ankles. But those big, deep breaths you get to take, when the air is ripe with opportunity and you can see everyone along the shoreline crossing tasks off their lists and tackling to-dos, for someone else? That's when you know this hustle shit is worth it. When I replay that comment she made, reflect for a second, and then, yep... I'm out here hustling like a motherfucker. For me. Because I'd rather die drowning than be sunburned on the shore.