I found the above John Prine cassette this weekend at a church garage sale for 50 cents. While playing it at home, I was reminded of his song, Spanish Pipedream, from his debut self-titled LP, the chorus of which proposes a kind of life hack from an exotic dancer in a bar: Blow up your … Continue reading Blow Up Your TV, Throw Away Your Phone?
It’s 5:00 am and I’m lying in bed, wide awake, thinking about what I would do if I were accused of murder and sentenced to die, all because my only alibi would place me having an affair with my best friend’s wife. Huh? It all started this past Sunday when I stopped by the local … Continue reading Long Black Veil