A man doesn’t go out into the world quite like he used to. …All’s unfair in love and Disney.
The Beach Boys - "God Only Knows" I’m a sucker. Sitting on the curb in front of a record shop. Pet Sounds seeping out of the outwardly prominent speakers just at the soffit, in all it's vintage nostalgic glory. This is the most commercially-bent indie record shop in the industry, now inhabited by a Cold Stone Creamery, or a Baskin Robbins. In any case, now a polar opposite in the grand scheme. Sweet products, but offensive. Like some infuriated toddler, denied a treat or a toy. Screaming while maturity, the tortured mother of adulthood, looks on in dismay. Its closing time, the night is deep and boiling over with seasonal appeal, illuminated partially by the fluorescent lights within. Its companion; the soft red glow of
I've written this same piece more than a few times. A couple versions existed in my head when I have had the great privilege of an hour car ride all by my lonesome – time to think – a rarity in your 30s. Other occasions I have put pen to paper (hands to keyboard) regarding this and the inevitability of what comes out is almost laughable. See: kicking stones forward while looking at your feet with headphones on and a hoodie up, coupled with a longing for a time that was entirely devoted to feeding the fire of feelings – right or wrong. And of course it involves the soundtrack that can bring you right back there - whether you
How well do you remember the teenage wasteland? There have been a few times in my life when I’ve been sailing along, dipping my oar on either side of my life-raft, stroke for stroke, moving along fine. Distracted by some distant fog horn somewhere at my back, I run straight into an iceberg that pulls me out and reminds me of 10,000 feelings I’d long ago let sink. One such recent cache of novelty came in the form of one particular block of random songs on one particular Apple Music radio station click here for info. Some of these songs I hadn’t heard for so long, it was like listening to them for the first time, but they carried on-board memories,
After a long hiatus, some offline-ness, and some personal growth (some due to being older, some due to calorie intake), we are back! On our About page, you will notice that we cover the same content as this post, but I will go ahead anyway. Back in "the day" it used to be lots funnier to be a jerk. Honestly, we posted negative reviews mostly for the sake of being negative. But it took a heavy investment in different brands of mattresses to realize a guy sleeps bunches better when he's got a more positive outlook, sleep numbers aside. So for round 4 of Closttrekkie.com, we're going to try to spin the silver lining wherever we can. We'll only deprecate ourselves where it serves our