“All Praise Be to God to Whom All Praise Is Due.” — 51 years ago, these words graced and encapsulated a weakened and broken man, an alcoholic and a heroin addict and also a talented saxophonist who had been kicked out of his own jazz band for his vices. 51 years ago, the feeling of grace, which motivated him...
I’m losing my edge. New technologies have paved the way for unprecedented synthesis between high and low, the personal and public, known and unknown, a process that is far from over. Nothing is ever truly “gone,” everything can always be “remembered.” So if it’s going to be a funeral, let’s have the best funeral ever.
LCD Soundsystem started as a...
It’s difficult for me to write this piece for a few reasons: One, that whatever you may think of when conjuring David Bowie up in your mind has probably already been said in the billionth Huffington Post or Gawker article you’ve read about the man. And two, that we’re all still collectively mourning him, and that being reminded again...
I have fond memories of “The Cosby Show” from my childhood. Growing up in a broken home with no cable may have helped, but it may have stemmed from seeing such a harmonious and functional family at a time when everything looked bleak. At the time that show aired, and for years prior, Bill Cosby must have seemed like...