I’ve lived in fear of this moment for the past twenty years… Today, by way of Facebook, I received a message from a man in Oregon who claims to have in his possession a copy of “Fears of Practice,” the 1993 performance video of my band, Prehensile Monkey-tailed Skink. While he hasn’t yet made his […]
I’ve complained recently that we haven’t been getting a lot of calls during the show. Well, apparently all of that complaining has paid off. The phone didn’t stop ringing this episode. The first call came in before Jim Cherewick had even finished singing the opening theme. It was Matt Jones, calling from his basement, where […]
When I first met Pete Larson, over 25 years ago now, I think he’d just moved to Ann Arbor from Mississippi. He was a skinny kid with a long, scraggly beard like a goat, and a love for dangerously loud, life-shortening music. My first memory of him is at the Club Heidelberg, standing with one […]
On our very first show, a young boy called in from Ann Arbor to proclaim, somewhat inexplicably, “I have no regrets.” Well, unlike him, I do have regrets. This week, mistakes were made. I won’t list them here, as doing so would be both painful and tedious, but I did want to acknowledge that lessons […]
