Month: August 2021

Another week, another of the Lemax Spooky Town pieces. This one is the 2021 piece Zombie Records: Nice detailing, and of course I love the theme, being a music collector and an ex-college radio DJ etc. I know some people didn’t like that it doesn’t have a soundtrack, but...

Another Saturday afternoon spent watching YouTube and ripping CDs to my laptop so I can then dump the music on a thumb drive so I can move it upstairs to my old iMac whose CD drive has been broken for years so I can listen to them on iTunes....

slow bass cycles, to and fro paino, windy thumps, rustling leaves slow and soft, tapping raindrops rap upon the skylight “take notice of me” insists the withering storm echoes of afternoon tantrum clouds now quiet, gone to bed...

I meant to write this one up a couple weeks ago but got sidetracked from working on this blog most of this month. Anyway, back at it now, and this was the first piece of 2021 Lemax Spooky Town that I picked up: Carnival of Carnage. It’s a taller...

Dull roots return —so much for low maintenance— but low maintenance is for low moods giving up not bothering I should delight in high maintenance —and finding shortcuts– for high rewards or at least the satisfaction of not giving up refusal to bow down to my dull roots both...

Well, I missed last week because reasons… or at least, I think I had reasons, I don’t really remember. So, what have I been up to? Well, watching a lot of movies. I’ve talked about my writing projects a bit here and there and I’ve decided to narrow my...

on the cut (or I should be): the excess of years needing to melt away let my true form emerge rising like daffodils through the dirt pushing new buds to shine in the sun and discard the rest like last year’s compost feeds the flower and vanishes into the...

Flicker on, far horizon Candle? (pitchforked) Torch? Tunnel’s end? slide towards or hide waiting for more glow more info Sensations: tingling, warm fuzz of possible hope and new dawn...

Where to start this week… Well, the cell phone bullshit extended to Tuesday, and took my brother’s intervention to fix it all. All I can say is I absolutely hate dealing with telecomm bullshit. And my old carrier’s sales team has been calling me every single day, even though...

deep seated fatigue (not just the surface sleep loss or tiredness from efforts) I am sick of how I’ve been living shirking work scorning music and not the flood comes and sweeps me with it all form a little fissure of willingness I must learn to surf and swim...