Punks And Hippies
There’s a period of my life, almost five years, when there’s no proof I existed. From 1966 I’ve got a
Read moreThere’s a period of my life, almost five years, when there’s no proof I existed. From 1966 I’ve got a
Read moreHome is where the heart is, at least as long as you can pay the rent. But I always preferred
Read moreClassics Of Love at Barfly, London, 2009. Photo by Imelda Michalczyk When Lookout Records, the label I co-founded and ran
Read moreMy old friend Ben Weasel is having a bit of a comeback these days. Maybe more than a bit; after
Read moreIt shouldn’t be surprising that a certain mystique has grown up around Aaron Cometbus. As a writer who seldom subjects
Read moreMy nephew just turned 15, and I’m pretty sure that even if I weren’t related to him, I’d be telling
Read moreThat’s actually the name of a never-quite-finished Potatomen song. Or, to be quite accurate, I finished writing it, and the
Read moreGot my advance copy of Gimme Something Better by Jack Boulware and Silke Tudor. It’s a magnificent compendium of information and
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