Ever since I was a youngster in grade school I’ve appreciated the expected daily ebbs and flows of a simple life. I’m talking breakfast basics, friendly hi-fives, and that familiar faux-leather on shiny yellow busses.
Back then I would wake up, go to school, and hit basketball practice after the final…
Thinking back to my experiences with instrumental, digital, and ambient music, it begin somewhere in the 90’s with The Crystal Method, followed by the introduction of math rock with bands like Minus the Bear and Russian Circles. And more recently, I’ve started enjoying creators like that of Tycho.
Scott Hansen,…
To be pushed and pulled—taken under the surf just long enough to appreciate what’s good in this life—is the only constant pitter-patter we all face.
It’s moved along by time and more commonly known as change. Taking it for granted is all too easy. Acquaintances, friends, loved ones. We try our best to…
General Ghost is a relatively new band, formed sometime in 2011 by Jon Howard and Kyle Rictor. I stumbled across their album Drifter Painter Drinker Sinner rather innocently after it popped up in an Rdio feed.
From what I can track down, both musicians currently live in Nashville, TN…
I recently embarked on an early season desert climb outside Tempe, AZ. It was one of those days that tests your mettle, sweat finding it’s way through a helmet’s facets with ease. The sun baked and the road’s ribbons never gave way.
On this particular day the valley…
I’m always on the lookout for inspiring hip hop with jazzy flair. To my surprise I recently stumbled across this mixtape and haven’t been able to stop it from spinning.
Yasiin Gaye – The Depature, released on February 25, is a project by producer Amerigo Gazaway who combines tracks from…
Sometimes life is so busy you feel like you’re grasping for straws and nothing comes to completion in a satisfactory way. You begin one thing and are sidetracked by three more things. Respond to two things and four more inquiries land on your doorstep.
When it rains it pours, they’ll…
I remember the conversation vividly. A couple drinks, early fall but not too chilly to be uncomfortable. The sun was down at a local hip spot. Think: hipsters and colored mood lights in full force.
She was curious but guarded, not at a place to entirely buy-in to what I…
I started off as anything but a Childish Gambino fan. A good friend of mine has loved what Donald Glover’s been doing for a while, and in passing often mentioned him in hip-hop conversations. I always laughed it off.
All along I couldn’t get the image of Donald from his…
Kilometer 106-108. Climbing. Hands on the bars, my wrists in front of me. They’re wet.
Kilometer 109. Col de la Sereyréde. An opening in the woods. A guardrail, a bench, a half a millstone, undoubtedly pointing out the highlights of a panorama spreading for miles around. Mist.
To the right is…