Elbow, as a band name, suggests angularity. Yet Elbow’s music is generous and sweeping, a perfect vehicle for Guy Garvey’s musings about...

I am not adept at using automatic sink faucets. But I am not alone. Out of the corner of my eye I observe my sink neighbors raising and...

I read Jeanette Winterson and John Berger’s novels back to back and thus experienced them together. Both books are contemporary tales of...

Bill Callahan had left the stage. Old timey jazz music played over the PA system but the house stayed dark. The crowd, unsure which cue...

Over time bullshitters come to believe their own bullshit — nearly without exception. We are such porous creatures. After spending enough...

Leonardo Da Vinci’s ideal city is a study in flow. Viewing a wooden model the eye is pulled up ramps, across bridges, down wide lanes,...

Stage banter is an unreliable metric for rock shows. Entertaining chat doesn’t mark stellar playing any more than painful blather defuses...

When re-counting dreams to myself or others, I often employ some form of the word “sudden” — “all of a sudden my mom appeared” or...

It may only be possible to grasp the horror of this movie by imagining it came off the drawing board as a parody. Then somewhere along...

At the museum a statue of Horus carved into black stone. The base of the statue is inscribed with symbols. In an ancient ceremony the...

No Line on the Horizon could have been one honey of an EP. Cull the good-to-great tracks (Magnificent, Cedars of Lebanon, title track)...

Driving through St. Paul I come to the intersection of Functional and Bizarre. The goals are evident: to preserve the tree while clearing...

The world is a little less without Newman. For ten years this feeling has lingered. I don’t know if Newman considered himself a humanist,...

Perkins’ self-titled debut is an enjoyable collection of 60’s/70’s stylings, set apart by oddball lyrics that could have sprung from a...

Art is a human experience and like all experiences it is processed by the mind. Art is therefore a phenomenon ripe for examination by...

The craze for de-cluttering, simplifying and overall Kondoizing one’s life is not slowing down. But Kondoizing doesn’t reset reality. It...

YouTube hosts countless videos of professional gamers at work. My son spends hours engrossed in the things. His fixation reminds me of...

In my head I keep hearing songs that he didn’t actually play, situating them on the stage with Young, dressed like a hobo, strumming...

It began on Friday with a Febreeze bottle. Problem: the bottle kept getting knocked off the back of the toilet. Solution: suspend the...

Rivers are my ideal places. As a the traveller who no longer goes far, rivers soothe my mind. Mapped yet moving — presence in motion,...