Let’s just get this out of the way: I’m not talking about 8-minute abs. Not even a little. Nor am I talking about 7-minute abs; 6-minute abs are just insane–you can’t even get up a good sweat in 6 minutes. No, I’m talking about fitting real workouts into little spaces of time, which has become my […]
It’s been a rough week. I’ll admit that I’m not a huge David Bowie fan–not anti-Bowie, more that he was just never on my radar–but it’s clear that his loss echoed around the world. He was a rock icon, a pioneer in music, fashion, and public sexuality, and (perhaps most important to a child of the 80s) star of the movie Labyrinth. He was important to a lot of people, and it’s damned unfortunate that he was taken at only 69, when he likely had years of creativity and life left in him. Cancer is a bitch.
However, the much more cutting loss for me came this morning. Alan Rickman, an extraordinary actor of a like rarely seen, passed away–also at 69, and also from cancer.
A few weeks ago, a co-worker offered up a challenge: define my musical life in fifteen songs or less, with no two songs by the same band. Sounds simple, doesn’t it? That’s certainly what I thought as I sipped my coffee and considered the idea. I mean, it seemed to me that I’d already […]
Growing up, I had very sheltered exposure to music. As a child of the 80s, I could have been bombarded by David Bowie, the Bangles, Metallica, Bon Jovi, or Queen—but I wasn’t. My Dad firmly believed that the only decent music in the world came out of the 1950s, primarily from doo-wop groups. My Mom […]