Album 2, Upstairs at Eric’s
Entering the house after school to the strains of Alison Moyet belting out the lyrics to “Don’t Go” was a turning point in my musical life.
Entering the house after school to the strains of Alison Moyet belting out the lyrics to “Don’t Go” was a turning point in my musical life.
Disclaimer: Before you get your knickers in a twist, this is neither a pro-HRG nor an anti-DJT post. With only 12 days left until the end of this election season, we’ll be hearing a lot more talk (from both parties) about how happy they are that it’s almost over. And while I definitely agree, the…
I read today that Ray Valente Senior (or “Senior” as everyone called him), died this week. This news got me strolling down memory lane, as his restaurant, Valente’s was my first job, at 14. The restaurant, and a lot of the people who I worked with, made positive lifelong impressions on me and influenced the…
I’m loving the hunt for special LP’s. I have a huge MP3 collection–and don’t get me wrong, I love my MP3’s. But since getting a new record player for Christmas I’ve been on the hunt for special albums. Remember the Seinfeld “sponge-worthy” episode? I’m into “vinyl-worthy.” I’m having a decidedly wonderful time scouting out the…
here have been a lot of different stories going around lately about the carrot, the egg, and the coffee. Instead of telling a story of questionable origin, I’ll cut to the chase. Imagine you have some very trying circumstances (like a pot of boiling water). You have a few options on how you’ll come out…
…and then it depends on what’s chasing me. This has been my running joke for years. (Ha, see what I did there?) Truth be told, I’ve never been a runner. Even back in the day, when I was actually in shape, I didn’t run. I rollerbladed; I biked; I walked; I did aerobics–but I didn’t…