On The Return of Live Music I have a band called Casabella. A group of friends who get together seven or eight times a year to play a gig. It’s incredibly loose, to the point that the band has been around for over ten years and is literally on its hundredth iteration. It started as a background jazz band, playing aContinue reading “On The Return of Live Music”
On the Music in My Memories “A heart that’s… full up like a landfill.” What a beautiful line. I come back to Radiohead as one of those bands that I’ve neglected for a little while. It seems over the last ten year stretch I’ve drifted in and out of fandom with a hundred different bands. Not that I’ve ever stopped lovingContinue reading “On the Music in My Memories”