I found myself in Boston once again. This time I had brought along a traveling companion, someone to act as a phởtographer and, perhaps, mitigate (or at least document) the various horrors that consistently befall me whenever I attempt to do anything with my life besides huddle in a darkened room under a pile of […]
who needs the sun when he goes away
http://www.girlpants.org/2010/11/who-needs-the-sun/
pushed over the brink
I stirred. I was not certain what had awoken me. Even with awareness returning to me, I could feel something sapping my energy and my strength. Sucking the very life out of me. With a cry of rage, I forced myself to my feet, shaking off the last of the feeling of lethargy. I took […]
http://www.girlpants.org/2010/06/pushed-over-the-brink/
seein’ nothin’ but blue and gray
Nostalgia for a place I’ve never been. Regret over the end of a relationship that I was never in. Ever had a film, book, or song give you that feeling? It’s a rare thing, disconcerting in a way that’s difficult to define, yet a feeling I’ll always seek again. It’s hard to explain, but let me try, […]
http://www.girlpants.org/2010/04/seein-nothin-but-blue-and-gray/
oh god how did i get here
Last Tuesday, Dum Dum Girls released their first full-length, I Will Be, and I’ve been playing it ever since. They’ve got a touch of a lo-fi sound with fuzzy vocals and guitars, along with lazy-sounding surf-style beats and lyrics about love and longing that must be intentionally naïve — a combination that seems to be enjoying […]
http://www.girlpants.org/2010/04/oh-god-how-did-i-get-here/
you won’t remember a thing
Let me confess something. I tend to avoid popular bands. All else being equal, I’m pretty sure I would like a band less just because it is popular. I realize that sounds terrible, and no, it’s not to preserve my “hipster cred” or anything like that. Basically, I want to like bands that I can […]
http://www.girlpants.org/2010/03/you-wont-remember-a-thing/
everything goes wrong
Free. I was finally free of these bloggers, their unrelenting rumination upon modern music and their endless clever metaphors. No longer would I have to act as one of them. I had seen my chance, and I had made a break for it. But they were not far behind. I fled down a crowded street, […]
http://www.girlpants.org/2010/03/everything-goes-wrong/
into the mouth of madness
How did I get here? I never meant for this to happen. I had a wife once. Two kids. The guys at work liked me. We had beers at the pool hall every couple weeks or so. I found a cat behind the new house. I took it in. It would only eat the seafood-flavored […]
http://www.girlpants.org/2010/03/into-the-mouth-of-madness/







