Throwback Thursday
This is probably 1977 or 1978 when I lived in Japan. And, based on the sweater, it was probably around Easter. #tbt
Brett
The Palm Pilot
Standing at the pay phone, I pull my Palm Pilot out of my pocket to look up my calling card number. I dialed the litany of numbers, turned around and leaned against the phone booth.
Still Life
Oh Tannenbaum! 2013
This year’s Oh Tannenbaum!—the 13th release—brings an eclectic mix of one-hit wonders, 80s-era artists and a few contemporary artists singing good old-fashioned Christmas tunes.
‘I am not your man’
“Okay,” I sighed to the empty dining room. “At least I get to go home now.” And with that, I walked into the kitchen, thanked the cook, said good night, walked out to my car and began my drive home.
The Lit Grill
Shaking, I walked into the pool house kitchen and washed my hands. I had just risked setting myself on fire rather than argue about the obvious risk of moving the grill.
Mix 30
This is the music that I discovered and that carried me through my first year living in Washington, DC. I landed on March 1, 1995, came out to myself, discovered the gay social scene and dance music.
On Thin Ice
After finishing the review, I hung up the phone feeling like everything was going to be okay. Boy, was I wrong.
Singles, Tape 20
This was my “depress tape” for the longest time. I’d listen to it when I’d get down, want to wallow a bit and then need something to lift my spirits.
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Singles, Tape 19
I remember speeding down I-40 in my white Saturn singing “Go West” and “I’d Do Anything for Love” at the top of my lungs.