Clocking 145 BPM “Regular John” is metal Motorik and suits cycling well. The bass chases detuned guitars hammering out quarter note pedal strokes. The high hats breath heavy. Cool that it’s synced to this paceline video where the guys work…
My daughter interviewed me for a school project last night about 9/11. Q: Where were you? A: Working at Soundscapes. Q: How did you find out? A: I saw it on the news before I rode my bike to work.…
A group of teens walking in the morning rain up H street on their way to Hall High. In the middle of the group, one girl wearing a shower cap talking loudly. 8:34am. A man in a wheelchair sitting in…
The God in Hackney Digging “Holt, Jarmara” during my morning commute. Very Om-ish. It’s a droner with subtle surprises. Like the Mike Watt-ism in the bass’s descending turnaround. And the brown-sound synth stabs emerging from the wings. The turned-off-snare flams…
September, 1978. My first bike, a Ross Apollo 5 Speed. My favorite move was standing up on the top tube while coasting. The Apollo 5 Speed had a double top tube so balancing up there while the bike was moving…
Here’s the recipe for my great grandmother’s Brunswick stew. She was from Bessemer City, NC. The recipe and commentary are from my Aunt Parker, my mother’s sister and Mama Bessie’s granddaughter. Brunswick Stew: this is a combination of Mama Bessie’s…
I am pleased to report that I placed second in my first road race. Arkansas Outside covered the event and I snatched their pic for my featured image. That’s me in the front on the right. As far as the…
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