Moby Dick, Martin Scorsese, and Making a Literary Life
Sean MurphyImage courtesy of The New Yorker November 14, 1851 Quick, literary folks: why is this date important? Hint: Call Me Ishmael. Yes, on this day 172 years ago, Herman Melville…
The Killer: He Didn’t Want to Miss Out on Great
“If I had it all to do over, I'd do the same thing again. I think I would, because if I didn't, I'd miss out on something great. I've had…
Let Us Give Thanks for the Guitar Solo (Revisited)
Let us give thanks for the guitar solo. This excercise is equal parts pointless and onanistic, which, of course, is the entire point. (Quick: what was your favorite orgasm? Thought…
Let Us Give Thanks for the Guitar Solo (Revisited)
Let us give thanks for the guitar solo. This excercise is equal parts pointless and onanistic, which, of course, is the entire point. (Quick: what was your favorite orgasm? Thought…
Let Us Give Thanks for the Guitar Solo
Over at Esquire the always reliable Charlie Pierce (some previous blog love for him HERE) opened up a discussion on the best guitar solos. This excercise is equal parts pointless and…
Charlie Pierce and the anesthetized fairy tales of reasonable men
That sound you hear is the joyful noise of Charlie Pierce's rhetorical 4-wood going upside the head of the insufferably smug and obtuse Tom Brokaw. Here is a snippet that…
Why Dogs Rule, Redux
From Sigourney Weaver's "What You've Learned" feature in December's Esquire: I volunteered to serve food to the workers at Ground Zero after 9/11. There were dogs trained to find living…