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Flotsam and Jetsam: Feb 25, 2025

Flotsam and Jetsam: Feb 25, 2025

First off, as you can probably imagine from the domain name, I bought Liz Pelly's excellent book Mood Machine: The Rise of Spotify and the Costs of the Perfect Playlist and I absolutely devoured it. It's been extremely heartening to see the discourse and public perception

Restoring the Feeling

Restoring the Feeling

In 1960 Nico Jacobellis was managing a movie theater in Cleveland Heights, Ohio, when he decided to program a showing of Louis Malle's second feature Les Amants, or "The Lovers." The film featured a sex scene that, while quite tame by modern standards, ruffled enough feathers

Mark Baldwin of Lovecup

Mark Baldwin of Lovecup

I suppose it's only proper to start with Hum. That's how I got here, after all, and how I imagine many others did, too. Before the proliferation (and, let's be honest, current oversaturation) of bands calling themselves "grungegaze," Hum were one of

Dave Hofer of DuPage County Hardcore

Dave Hofer of DuPage County Hardcore

Dave Hofer has lived a few lives. A suburban punk turned product buyer at Chicago’s esteemed Reckless Records, he spent a brief stint as a music journalist and currently works as an archivist at the city’s Art Institute. In his spare time Hofer runs DuPage County Hardcore, a

Presents for Sally "And Then It Was Gone"

Presents for Sally "And Then It Was Gone"

There's beauty in transience. It's old hat at this point, the idea that life has meaning because it eventually ends. I didn't rewatch all six seasons of Lost in a depressive spiral to not carry forth a renewed appreciation for the fragility of existence.

Cindy Lee - Diamond Jubilee

Cindy Lee - Diamond Jubilee

I'm pretty sure Meaghan Garvey was the first person I saw post the link. You know the one: cartoon woman superimposed over a grain elevator, two hours and change, no demarcations. If you've made it here you probably even clicked it yourself--if not, take a minute:

Heavy Drifting

Heavy Drifting

You could walk the town I grew up in from end to end in roughly 45 minutes. I rarely had to go that far--most of my friends lived within 20. The building that housed both the middle and high school was closer to 17 minutes away; I walked there and