ice cold ice

Spinning and reading these days;


My taste in stuff in general is accepted as being cooler than yours.  This is why.

The weather’s brought bass-player killing black ice to the sidewalk, today from the subway to the office was almost murder.  It’s a good thing I walk “deep in thought” staring at my feet so I could see where to walk, otherwise, I’m pretty sure I’d be a smear on the sidewalk, or at least have a busted ass from falling.

I should have some upcoming record reviews soon, so check back here and maybe at Late Night Wallflower too.


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Writer. College professor.
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