making magic outta dogfood
So what that I started with jar of Trader Joe’s pesto and gluten free fusselli or fussili or fusillli…. that pasta that ooops, Seinfeld or someone accidentally fell on with his butt. yeah, right? anyway, after a slash of Tuscan extra virgin olive oil, some recently discovered but tough as leather sundried tomatoes, a diced up slice of fresh vine ripened tomater, then some minced up...
Elvis "Suspicious Minds" gone skronk →
Last month The Happy Valley Band tore apart and pasted back together a smattering of American pop classics on WFMU’s Miniature Minotaurs - among them Elvis P, the object of my thesis. First I sniggered. None of the musicians seem to be playing the same song, yet upon closer listen it works. I can’t explain concept any better than MM host Kurt Gottschalk: “The Happy Valley Band...
Lent my support to the local music community →
How fans are killing music writing.
I don’t know why, six months after the fact, I’m thinking about an internship for which I interviewed but didn’t get. I’d much rather munch on this fiery plate of pad bin gagao… The truth is that I’m glad I took the class I would’ve dropped had I scored the position. Also, I’m glad I didn’t wind up writing for an editor who didn’t choose...
Elvis and MLK Jr.
On MLK’s birthday here in Australia, I’m interviewing the people of Parkes about Elvis, and I’m fascinated by how many folks cite some Elvis relationship with MLK as evidence of how much Elvis did “for the races.” This narrative is a bit contrary to what I know. Must research… Thinking that I need to comb through Taylor Branch and Peter Guralnick, and especially...
Decaying Amusement Park →
After playing around at 100 year old Luna Park in Melbourne, I started thinking how well that seaside amusement park had endured while the Six Flags down in Louisiana still sits fallow six years after Katrina’s rampage. The images are arresting….
with any luck... →
….will get to speak to the club president tonight.
Elvii do good works →
An Elvette hipped me to this campaign…
Hunting up Elvis in the Australian Outback
So what’s a little Dixie miss doing so far south of the equator in Sydney, Orstraylia? It’s not like I got the Mason-Dixon confused with the zero latitudes. Instead, the King of Rock n’ Roll beckons. I’m headed to the Parkes Elvis Festival deep in New South Wales. Tomorrow morning I’ll hop the CountryLink Elvis Express train at Sydney Central Station and immerse...