4:07 AM Frank lay in bed paralyzed. The room was still, the sheets frayed from decades of tossing and turning. Sunday was laundry day, it was Tuesday, no, Wednesday now. It was Wednesday morning. Quarter past four in the morning.His father would say “Once you hear a delivery truck, it’s not night time anymore.” If … Continue reading
I am wearing the Skarhead shirt I bought off Sammy the Mick (RIP) for $5 during the Trapped Under Ice set at the third Sound and Fury festival, the first at the Earl Warren Fairgrounds near Santa Barbara. The moment I arrived, I handed off the keys to my ‘95 Volvo 850 (crimson) to Paul … Continue reading
It was the odd party night in early February New York. The mix of a brutal door and cold weather can send two people home together faster than if they’d actually made it into the club and socialized a bit. My apartment at the time sucked, but it was centrally located and the woman who’d … Continue reading
Children are the sort of ingrates that need to be tricked into nourishment. My parents, lovers of the arts who didn’t decide to have a kid until their very late 30’s, knew this to be a truth. Just a few years ago I convinced my Mom, both of us still grieving a freshly dead father/husband, … Continue reading
The Danville Grange hall is located on Diablo Rd. in Danville, California. It’s a big municipal space next to a creek, with a three foot stage, and built in seats lining either side of the hall. I think you rent your own PA, or you rent it from them. During the week the venue hosts … Continue reading
