Six Songs About Whiskey

Thanks, whiskey! Drinking music from Tex Ritter, Willie Dixon, Lotte Lenya, Eyehategod, Texas Top Hands, and The Pogues.

Me and My Bible

She turned into what? A pillar of salt?! Whoa. A father nearly killing his son, Isaac? Gadzooks!

Dispatches from Indian Country

There is a lot of history — a lot of history — that has never made its way into the history books.

Do You Have [censored]?

A tale of two bookstores.

The Internet Is Not The Only 24-Hour Bookstore

“I mean, once we’ve got everything scanned, and cheap reading devices are ubiquitous…nobody’s going to need bookstores, right?”

Quentin Tarantino Keeps His Head

“Quentin Tarantino is interested in watching someone’s ear getting cut off; David Lynch is interested in the ear.” It’s a damn good line. It’s funny and it’s succinct, and it would be pretty insightful if it weren’t for the fact that it’s flat-out wrong.

Nothing Truly Dies in Comics: The New Micro-Publishers

In comics, nothing stays dead. Characters whose deaths clog the news over and over and over one year are assured of their resurrection the next. Series are constantly cancelled then revived. And it’s not just characters or their series; the last few years have proved that even comics publishing formats don’t stay dead.

T.S. Eliot: Employee of the Month

If Mr. Eliot had to have a day job, why is it that writers and poets today are so cagey about what they do to pay the bills?

Too Sensitive for this World?

The tragic/extraordinary archetype helps us understand the many creative, charismatic, talented people who have battled chronic depression, manic-depression, schizophrenia, or some other condition we label as mental illness. And yet, each of these people is oddly dehumanized when recalled as some inevitable force of nature, at once regarded as Superhuman Phenomenon and Uncontrollable Catastrophe.

Watching You Watching Me

Chat poses a constant negotiation of presence and absence. It’s ostensibly immediate but built on the invisibility of the interlocutor. Chat is about half-presence, half-engagement. I’m not ignoring you, of course not.