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Tweet The book that says it all, or at least what has been said before. I must warn you to beware when a guitar-playing Jesus shows up at your “office” and asks if things are great. (And yes, he says it like that.) He then sets a book down on your desk. It . . . → Read More: Bananas Tweet Itunes recently promoted some Library of Congress podcasts, one of which was about composing with the Devil. Apparently, a musical interval called the tritone consists of starting on C then jumping up to F sharp, which is somehow tied to physics (and our brain). If you have a string for each note, the . . . → Read More: Dangerous Music Tweet I’m not normally one to complain about other people’s loud music. I like my music loud too, and some tunes are simply meant to be played at ear-splitting volumes: Ozzy, Jane’s, Metallica, … Chris Isaac. I do, however, hold a certain angry, intense contempt in my heart for static: and on that note, a . . . → Read More: Taser Laser Tweet
A basic guitar. The first time we crossed paths the Euros seemed perfectly normal. The dude, a skinny, shaved-headed individual tugging on a cigarette, and the girl, sitting there quietly on her towel, both feigned interest in our dogs—asking the typical ‘what kind?’ ‘how old?’ and ‘what’s her name?’ . . . → Read More: The Guitar Dude |
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