tell me what to do, t-tell me what to do, t-t-to keep it. It’s been a while. Long enough that if I were a person with any vices left I’d wager that you…
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A note before we begin- The seeds of this essay were planted in 2017. It’s a year I struggle to recall fondly. It’s also a year that brought us three…
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aka, where I thought about typing out the whole title of Fiona Apple's sophomore album, talked myself out of doing so and then talked myself right back…
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or, The Doors were just a bunch of jazz nerds and we probably all should be.
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If this is flat, brother, I apologize. — I am not a runner. I can count the number of times I’ve run in the last year on one hand. On one finger. I ran…
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at times your head must rule your heart. Nina Simone, were she still with us, would be turning 88 today, and even though she isn’t here to celebrate …
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Albums 61-80, or the section where I compare Neil Young to oatmeal, but in a good way.
count the band in, then kick into overdrive… There are a number of reasons I’ve questioned my dependency on Spotify over the last few years. Reasons…
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Albums 41-60, or someone make me a birthday cake that looks like the 'Let It Bleed' album cover, please.
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Albums 21-40, or, a lot of stalling and wondering why I took this on, and then remembering it's actually kinda fun to have a spreadsheet tell you when…
Albums 1-20, or, one day of being excited and then quickly realizing this was a bigger undertaking than I thought it'd be.
take a deep breath and you reach out to me. In the absence of concerts as a way to stand in communion, I’ve been thinking a lot about all of the other…
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