if i should ever die, god forbid, let this be my epitaph: the only proof he needed for the existence of god was music.
kurt vonnegut
it’s not dark yet, but it’s getting there.
bob dylan
like many, my life moves to an evolving musical soundtrack. as america progressively slips more deeply into the maga abyss, that daily soundtrack has often in recent months turned a a bit more apocalyptic…..this page is a sampling of a typical daily soundtrack for this atypical time.
if you are interested in scanning the page (or even listening to a few cuts), avoid mobile devices, and just know it might take a bit of time for this page to load…so to deal w/ this “delay in…” situation, i recommend you first grab a copy of bukowski’s “burning in water, drowning in flame”, then pour at least 2 suitable adult beverages, and then read a bit while waiting for this webpage to become operational.
first reading recommendation? “tragedy of the leaves”….
the music business is a cruel and shallow money trench, a long plastic hallway where thieves and pimps run free, and good men die like dogs
there’s also a negative side.
hunter s. thompson