The only point of clocks and maps The only point of looking back Is to see how far we’ve come It was a Thursday night. Not too chilly, not too warm. It was, simply put, a perfect mid-November night in Philly. Parking was still easy to find in the neighborhood […]
2016 is the year I finally got that turntable, the one too replace the broken turntable, the broken turntable I finally unplugged and tossed into the garbage. All the while, and it must’ve been 2 years at least, I kept on buying vinyl knowing someday, some beautiful future day, I’d […]
If you don’t mind jumping around a bit with me, all Quantum Leap style, I’d very much like to tell you how May is set up to be a biographical month of live music for me. Will you be my holographic best bud for the next 300 words? May starts, […]
My days of being hip to what indie music is hip are likely in the rear view mirror. I guess you could say I traded for being hip to the freshest sounds in kindie rock. I’m okay with that. Really, I am. So I wasn’t about to compile a top […]
