When I was a kid I thought holograms were…  No, that’s a lie, isn’t it?  I’ve always thought holograms were the absolute shit.  I used to dream about holographic video games and holographic learning machines and holographic video games and, well, holographic video games.  Who hasn’t?  Probably girls, non-nerds and old folks.  But then again, maybe nerd girls and nerd old people and the nerdier of the...

I live in Nashville.  Nashville has a music scene.  These things should not come as a real surprise.  What you may not know (and shame on you if you don’t, as I have lovingly blogged about these folks before) is that Nashville also has itself a rather popular blog which goes by the name of “HOW DARE YOU WRITE ABOUT BANDS YOU LIKE, MOTHERFUCKER?!!!” No.  I’m sorry.  It’s actually called “STOP...

Cee-Lo Green.  I just love this guy.  What’s not to love?  Let’s look at it… He’s a great singer (you know I dig that).  He’s out of his damn mind (naturally, I dig the hell out of that).  He’s humorous (can’t frigging stand that about him).  His music is inventive (this may or may not be due to him–probably due to great producers; but hey… He still has to deliver it, which he does...

Yesterday, being Martin Luther King Day, I have a dre… Nah, I actually have more of an observation.  Nothing so grand as peace between all peoples and racial equality.  I tend to be more of a comedic writer; so I can’t really say in honor of Martin Luther King–but I certainly do respect his dream.  I wish we could all have at least a piece of that dream. But back to my observation… Oh I have dreams.  One big one...

The king is still alive.  Long live his ulcer!  Ahhh, the music bidness… How do I love thee?  Everyone else does apparently as well.  Or they hate it… Or, well, see, they dig bands but they hate “executives” or… Well… Oh screw this crap!  Let’s watch reality TV. Sound familiar?  Yeah, I don’t know what I’m talking about either; but the point is this: Once upon a time, everything...