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March 2009

E.O.D.M.

I saw them at The Crystal Ballroom in Portland about 3 years ago. It was the only rock-n-roll revue I’ve attended where EVERYONE was dancing. Their show is a shakin’ your ass boogie-down good time.
Brunson drove up from Nor-Cal with a few winemaker buddies for the show. They all brought a case of wine and [...]

Carcharodon carcharias

When I was a kid, my first experience of the Great White shark wasn’t “Jaws” like everyone else. Sugar cereals, soft drinks, and most certainly R rated movies were forbidden in my household. No, my first experience of the most feared predator in the sea was within the pages of National Geographic.
The magazine was usually [...]

Churchills

Dennis Leary has a bit  from his show “No Cure For Cancer” where he’s laughing at modern man’s obsession with finding ‘happiness’. Leary shuts this fantasy down, stating that happiness is that first draw off a cigarette, an orgasm, or a strong cup of black coffee…that’s it. 
I drove home from Lake Oswego puffing on a [...]

Two

Last Friday night I walked in front of the painting and stared into it, taking the occasional sip from my plastic cup. The tract lighting illuminated. But it wasn’t exactly a painting. Digital?

The brochure was correct, the colors were garish. But perfectly so. The title said “lick the fold”. I haven’t done that since the [...]

RZA

If you watch the BET produced documentary, you’ll begin understand. If you put “36 Chambers” on your (recently purchased from ebay) turntable you’ll feel what I’m saying. This experience shouldn’t be merely intellectualized. Feeling plus knowledge plus action equals understanding.
The RZA was to the Wu Tang Clan what Cliff Burton was to Metallica. The teacher. The [...]