#722: G is for Green and Greep, Al and Geordie

Here’s an odd pairing for you rightnext to each other in the alphabet, the iconic soul singer Al Green and the contemporary prog rock madscientist guitar player singer GeordieGreep. Like the pairing of Glaspy andGlavor, I put them together here justso I can type their names side by side: Glaspy and Glavor, Green and Greep.OutsideContinue reading “#722: G is for Green and Greep, Al and Geordie”

#623: B is for Black Midi

I heard Black Midithe first time in the video for “John L,” a.k.a.“John 50,” which must have been the first single from the 2021 Cavalcade album, the band’s sophomoreeffort. Visually insane, a group of dancers in nude-beige body suits, in clown-like white face, wearing wigs, cavortingand contorting wildly around some obelisk figure with armsand a single eyeball. Musically, it was like a marriage between King Crimson and Primus, but weirder, noisier, aContinue reading “#623: B is for Black Midi”

#419: Baby’s First Mosh Pit, a Poem for April 14

I lost my 16 year old and his buddy in the crowd. They were making their wayto the stage in the early show throng before the opening act did their thing. I stayed back because I knew better.As soon as the headliner played their first note, there was an immediate surgeforward and the mosh pitContinue reading “#419: Baby’s First Mosh Pit, a Poem for April 14”

#418: Zygote, 17 Years Later, Goes to Rock Show with His Dad–a Sonnet on April 13, 2022

It’s no longer accurate to call him a zygote,because he is, after all, a 16 year old boy, but “Zygote, 17 Years Later, Goes to RockShow with His Dad,” I thought, was a funny title for a poem. For all intents and purposes, and oddly, given that the parents who broughthim into the world areContinue reading “#418: Zygote, 17 Years Later, Goes to Rock Show with His Dad–a Sonnet on April 13, 2022”