I finally got a boombox that I could tape stuff off the radio with in 1992. These songs I’m posting tonight from that time occupy an indelible place in me for that reason… and they all happen to be songs about melancholy and memory, strangely, too.
I finally got a boombox that I could tape stuff off the radio with in 1992. These songs I’m posting tonight from that time occupy an indelible place in me for that reason… and they all happen to be songs about melancholy and memory, strangely, too.
This is what Facebook is really for. Here is a funny conversation that evolved into a collaborative portrait in layers on my wall over a few hours today, a particularly suffocating Monday. I’m keeping this as a snapshot of what creative people used to do when bored silly with social media in 2014.
Meanwhile, on another thread…