As we approach the official passage of the forty-eight hour window, which typically connotes that I haven't been dreaming, I at last consider myself up to the challenge of addressing.
Over at Oxford American, I wrote about the sad and singular Marvin Gaye and his 1976 concert film shot in Amsterdam. A profoundly unusual genius who accomplished an extraordinary amount.
The Nationals open tonight's World Series as the biggest underdog since 2007, when the Rockies were roundly crushed by the Red Sox. I feel moved to insult by this, but.
Over at The Ringer, I wrote about the 40th anniversary of Damn The Torpedoes, the great LP where Tom Petty's withering, wonderful writing and highly-advanced capacity for umbrage met the.
With the Nationals trailing the Dodgers 3-2 in the bottom of the 7th inning of Game 5 this past Wednesday night, I went to the bullpen, which is to say.
It's one hour after the Nationals rallied from two runs down to beat the Brewers in the NL wild card game and I am the picture of calm. If you.
Over at The Ringer, I wrote about the 30th anniversary of The Mekons Rock 'N' Roll, a record which utterly blew my mind the first time I heard it many.
Over at the Oxford American, I wrote about Warren Zevon's 1982 MTV concert film, the strange tug of his magnetic songwriting and the casualties of his checkered life. Best of.
