I can hear a good or not-so-good tune and it transports me back to a time and place when it became important to me. I have a knack for strong memories tied to songs.
There is nothing I love more than music. It is for this reason that I love debating end-of-the-year best album lists. Music is subjective, even among friends who share similar tastes. I ran some of these names by some of my closest friends, and a few gave me the stink eye.
While researching my last column, I realized that a lot of second-to-last tracks were amazing. Like the final track edition, some of my favorites, like “Putting the Damage On” have already been used in some of my previous columns.
This list is inspired by KEXP’s morning radio host. He did two days’ worth of closing tracks from albums, and a lot of them were awesome. Unfortunately, I have already blown through a few last tracks on a few of my other lists. Both “Hurt” and “Street Spirit (Fade Out)” are final tracks.
Last week, Americans celebrated our independence from the crown by getting drunk and shooting explosives everywhere. That’s freedom! I can critically think about why America is a terrible place sometimes. My patriotism is working to make my country a better place, not accepting the idea of us being superior at face value. I realize some of […]
Depression really sucks. It is so hard to explain to people who don’t have mental health issues what depression is like. It is a bleak, dark sadness that comes to me at various times. Sometimes it’s fleeting; sometimes it sticks to me like I am superglue. While transition has cleared up a lot of my […]
As everyone knows, I am a huge music fan. I love going to concerts. To me, concerts are like going to church. I get sucked in to the music zone and lose my worldly place and usually get very philosophical and wax poetic on life after them. Very few concerts have been life changing, but […]
Vacation always takes a lot out of me. The travelling part is always the hardest, especially if you are stuck in a flying tube at 40,000 feet. I hate flying more than most people; luckily, the magic little box full of music kept my mind off of the flight.
Heaven forbid a songwriter write about something major happening in her life.
It’s our first weekend back in business since school started, and I’m pooped.
I started out wanting to write about how I don’t think the punk world is really sexist. After all, I’ve been going to shows since I was 16 and haven’t personally experienced overt hostility, assault, or discrimination. But once I really sat down to think about it, I realized, much to my own dismay, the […]