Larry Livermore

Oh No, It’s The Lookouts Again!

Thirty-five years ago I pulled one of the dumbest stunts of my life: I started a band with a 14-year-old

My first reaction when I saw that the latest issue of Cometbus had been subtitled Post-Mortem was, “Wait, who died?”

The summer I was 22 I set off on an adventure that didn’t go as planned. By fair means and

Valentine’s Day is not as big a deal here in Singapore as it is in the West. Still, strolling past

I was never a big Bruce Springsteen fan. I didn’t dislike him; there was nothing to dislike, at least as

August 23, 2019 Larry Livermore 1 Comment

Nineteen sixty-eight was a tumultuous year, rife with wars, riots, and assassinations. For me, though, the upheaval was more personal

In the interest of full disclosure, yes, I was a hippie, and yes, I was at Woodstock. I’ve spent most

March 10, 2019 Larry Livermore 0 Comments

The first time I got drunk was during the Cuban missile crisis, when the TV kept telling us nuclear war

Some of the saddest, loneliest, and most miserable years of my life were spent in Ypsilanti, Michigan, a small college