1001 albums day 309:
I remember listening to dancing in the dark shortly after getting a job as a dishwasher.
I was a teenager, working for the first time in my life more days than not. long shifts that stretched into the night. several summer nights I'd stumble out of the kitchen at 1 or 2 am, alone in the streets stinking of rich people's leftovers. All the hundred-dollar bites they didn't want or care to eat splashed all over me.
I remember while adjusting to the daily grind ... read more
When I visited Rome with my family, I naturally visited the Colosseum. The fossilized heart of the greatest, evilest empire of the classical era is full of landmarks like it for eager tourists.
Beforehand my dad had downloaded a few audiobooks and tidbits onto the iPod. it was 2013 and my parents were, and are, complete Luddites, so naturally it was one of the first-gen iPods with the ring and no cell service. It was a beautiful thing with wired earbuds and had vast storage due to doing ... read more
1001 albums day 275:
Lost in the dreamy, chilly soundscape of this album I can't help but be remembered by the fire and fury that often comes out of Bjork herself. Each and every time--at least that I've seen--has been well warranted. her anger at misogyny from the mainstream and the constant weird way people treat her. hell, a man she never knew killed himself and tried to kill her with him. A person deserves their anger after going through that.
one incident in particular stands ... read more
1001 albums day 274:
This album reminds me of a particular cafe in Bandon Oregon along the coast. it's a small tourist haven, a carbon copy of many such towns that you can find all along northern Oregon's coast. White washed timber buildings splintered from years of harsh salt in the air and water. Wind cuts it's path through everything.
The cafe was something you could find all over Oregon back then. a funky little room in the upstairs of a building that hadn't changed in ... read more