The SF Signal Podcast (Episode 120) came out last Thursday. I talked about the anthology Bibliotheca Fantastica for Dagan Books, and for which the edits are coming along very nicely.
I'm only getting around to putting this up now, since I've been busy with the edits, and with preparing for my first trumpet-playing gig in 8 years. This is related, trust me...
11 April 2012
"Psych one, psych two. What do you know? All your life is channel 13..."
I saw and read and watched on TV a lot of things as a kid that certainly my parents wouldn't have wanted me to see. On the down-low, of course. Nowadays though, the 'rents would be considered downright negligent. Still, I relate to this, from Michael Sarko on Popdose...
I admit I’m nostalgic for the days of TV’s unbidden bizarreness, but I know each generation has its own thing. Indie theaters, cavernous book stores, random pamphlets, underground newspapers– They’re all sources of weird throughout the history of pop culture. One way or another, a kid needs to have that strange fruit to fuel creativity and open-mindedness.
07 April 2012
"I've been one poor correspondent..." (Again)
I was tempted to call this post "Don't Call it a Comeback" and put up the video for the classic "Mama Said Knock You Out." But that's not my style. I do feel like I'm sort of coming home again. That is to say, back to something closer to my normal self.
And besides that, you all know The Menahan Street Band is more my style anyway. And, this is a bit of a homecoming, after all.
So, this is the portion of the entry where I make vague, cryptic statements about what's kept me away for so long. How I've been, what's been going on, what unspeakable Lovecraftian horrors I've stared into which drove me temporarily insane, &c. In time, in time. Maybe.
Actually... probably not. Not here, anyway.
But the important part is, I've finally, after a few months, regained the ability to "fake it 'til I make it." Until then, I'll occasionally open up the peep hole, mutter a few things occasionally (lots going on to talk about soon!), and then close it. Thus, comments are closed for now.
Oh, and I took the dynamic view off and put the old template back up, at least until I find something better.
And besides that, you all know The Menahan Street Band is more my style anyway. And, this is a bit of a homecoming, after all.
So, this is the portion of the entry where I make vague, cryptic statements about what's kept me away for so long. How I've been, what's been going on, what unspeakable Lovecraftian horrors I've stared into which drove me temporarily insane, &c. In time, in time. Maybe.
Actually... probably not. Not here, anyway.
But the important part is, I've finally, after a few months, regained the ability to "fake it 'til I make it." Until then, I'll occasionally open up the peep hole, mutter a few things occasionally (lots going on to talk about soon!), and then close it. Thus, comments are closed for now.
Oh, and I took the dynamic view off and put the old template back up, at least until I find something better.
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