All Of The Old Posts
February 28, 2026
I Learned the Word “Palimpsest” This Week
When a song survives but the memory of finding it doesn’t — and the strange, ghostly feeling that leaves behind.
January 26, 2026
We Used to Sleep on the Beach
In post-rock, there’s a build and there’s a break. We’re watching the slow crawl toward the break in real time, as ICE — and our government — is murdering innocent observers in Minneapolis.
December 30, 2025
35 Minutes In
I’ve been watching 90s commercial compilations on YouTube, and it often feels like rock bottom … until I remember that nostalgia is not escape — it’s a place to rest so we can keep fighting the good fight.
November 30, 2025
Playlisting as Craft
After years of watching my family MAKE things with their hobbies, I am planting a flag for the idea that playlist creation is also a craft, actually.
October 31, 2025
On the Zipper Merge and Complying in Advance
Construction has forced our fair city into learning — and, in most cases, actively resisting — how to zipper merge. Turns out it’s not just a problem with traffic.
September 30, 2025
Apple Music’s Bad Playlist Art
Apple Music’s automated playlist cover art is bad, and it’s one of the few differences between services I can’t quite handle — so I adapted, because differences are all we have to keep up with each other.
August 31, 2025
Four Things I Learned this Month
I learned about the solar system, great horned owls, new tabletop role playing games, and Devo, and I am happy about the things I learned, despite the rest of it all.
July 30, 2025
An Alternate History
We learn about history as a straight line. History, however, is not a straight line, and I know that because I spent the last month obsessed with Numero Group’s catalog of album reissues.
June 30, 2025
I Am Talking About My Yard
I’ve started mowing my lawn in a very specific way, and that’s the kind of thing you do when you make lawn care a practice, apparently. I am definitely only talking about my lawn in this post.
May 31, 2025
Two Years After “Ordinary World”
For two years — 1993-1994 — my musical tastes shifted and changed into a form of self-expression, which best the question: why does it suddenly surprise my when my kids do it?