When Lou Reed died late last year, I confessed that I did not own any of his albums on vinyl, but I’ve since rectified that gap in my collection with the recent purchase of New Sensations.
We’re on an LGBTQ bent again with this week’s newsy roundups, along with news about the Malaysian Air flight that was shot down and some recent obituaries. Let’s get to it.
A novelty 45 titled after my very favorite doughnut from Portland’s famous Voodoo Doughnut? Why yes, I will impulse-buy that.
When one reads a book published by Future Tense, one should expect to feel willingly uncomfortable with the author’s honesty. No matter the specific subject matter, there will be at least one moment, a feeling, a crash into clarity that makes one realize: I’ve been here too. Reading Wendy C. Ortiz’s excellent memoir, Excavation, is an experience no different.
It’s not too often that I have much to say on the subject of sports, but we’ve got a few stories of note this week, as well as some new hurdles to LGBT equality. Throw in some medical/science-y bits, and we’ve got ourselves a newsy roundup. Let’s get to it:
Despite the success of the singles “Gypsy” and “Hold Me,” 1982′s Mirage is an under-appreciated Fleetwood Mac album when compared to the massiveness of their previous three. Some of its best songs were never singles, and one song became an electric experience during later reunion tours. For me, Mirage is one of their most enjoyable offerings.
Let’s see… Cats and puns illustrated by a musician? It’s like the Book Gods sensed a need in my life and amply provided.
A few months ago, I wrote about how our local community college library needed assistance sorting some vinyl they’d discovered in the basement, and how enthusiastically I raised my hand. Friends, never let it be said that your obsessions cannot be handsomely rewarded, for the college officially hired me to sort and catalog all eight boxes of records.