Seventy-one reflections on 2021
the buddies have a new album and I talked to them
Forty-one reflections on 2020
Let’s cut to the chase. According to my friend Catherine Lacey, the debut album from Wet Leg, which is called Wet Leg, is “NOTHING BUT BANGERS.” Do you…
No homework here—we are trying to catch some fizz and get light. I suggest you put on my playlist of good songs from 2021 and scroll. Not everything…
I finally cleaned up my Spotify profile. I’ve got ten years of playlists but have never arranged them in any helpful order. Historically, people have…
We saw Wu Tsang’s Moby Dick over the weekend. Though it will probably reach you as a traditional film, it was conceived as a silent film with live…
Before we get to the TV, a brief moment for a legend. When André Leon Talley died on Tuesday, I thought of something Rachel Seville Tashjian wrote last…
words and links and mixes
Three pieces I’ve been working on for a while—years in one case—came out in the space of a few days: Surrealism, J Dilla, and Odetta. I’m finishing up…
This newsletter has been a source of strength and happiness for the past three years and if we get twenty-one more paid subscribers, we’ll be good for a…
We were listening to this mix of digital dub made in the UK between 1989 and 1999 and Heidi nailed it: “It’s two things at once. Definitely dub, but…