1 I lied to get the job and and then he wanted to give me the store. College graduation is one of the few things that’s weirder than legend, even worse than “The Graduate,” because there’s no Mrs. Robinson and Katharine Ross to rescue you. You’re just going through the paces, stepping on the stones, […]

I still can’t believe Tom Petty’s dead. I’ve been living in the aughts. I decided to go to my bootleg site, where I used to live fifteen years ago, after the death of Napster. There was this Jackson Browne concert from Hamburg in ’93 that was jaw-dropping, cut straight to my soul, “Late For The […]

I learned to buy my records in a bunch, at a discount, at E.J. Korvette or Sam Goody in the city rather than overpay at the Vermont Book Shop in Middlebury, Vermont. And one of the LPs I bought at the end of my initial Christmas vacation was Bob Dylan’s “New Morning,” and at the […]

I’m eating fruitcake. I know, I know, it’s supposed to be inedible, you’re supposed to pass it on to some out of the loop friend as a gift, there are fruitcakes from the 1800s still circulating, but this one is pretty damn good, it came from Whole Foods with a gingerbread base and nothing involved […]