#621: B is for Björk

Who needs verses and choruses? Bridges, too. Who needs ’em?Recognizable melodies? Passé. Björk, as much as I love her, as much as I find herabsolutely irresistible as a creative force of singular visionand equally singular persona, gets weirder and weirder witheach new album. Fossora, an album consisting instrumentallyof woodwinds, horns, drum machines,some synthesizers, voice choirs,andContinue reading “#621: B is for Björk”

#599: A is for Apple, Fiona

2012 She’s released five albumsin 24 years. I have them allin my collection, but only the last two on vinyl, the twomost challenging, difficultFiona albums in her catalog. Last night, in an hour or twoof sleeplessness, I knew shewas coming up in the alphabet,and I thought of that, as one does during an episode ofContinue reading “#599: A is for Apple, Fiona”

#566: Two Sonnets for Lucro Sucio; Los Ojos del Vacios by The Mars Volta

I I haven’t even listened to it yet, but I have looked at it with some surprise– precisely because there’s nothing to see.I will describe it from the inside out.Black vinyl, black label, on which tiny numbers indicate sides, inside black sleeves.An insert, the only art, a gray and tanindeterminate image, a map, orjust randomContinue reading “#566: Two Sonnets for Lucro Sucio; Los Ojos del Vacios by The Mars Volta”

On the Tenth Day of 2025. . .

. . .I was in the shower just long enough to lather up with soap when the entire shower fixture came apart and water sprayed everywhere and anywhere but from the shower head. The third visit from a plumber in as many weeks, from the last days of December up to today, we have hadContinue reading “On the Tenth Day of 2025. . .”