‘There’s No Ending When We Die’

It was 1994 and the majority of my musical diet consisted of mostly everything my grandparents wouldn't be into. If it didn't involve a pit, encouragement to jump on and launch myself off a stage in a concert setting, I was likely spinning it less regularly. The songs that would emanate from my upstairs bedroom... Continue Reading →

69 to 99 Moving Finds: Part Five

I've never really had a nice car. Well, maybe that one '85 Camaro Z28 for a few weeks until I took it out for an accelerated spin down a winding road after a rainstorm and ended up flipping it, narrowly avoiding death...but that's a story for another post. But no, having had ten cars (ten!)... Continue Reading →

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