The Authentic Self and Its Unimportance

I have just become aware of Lana Del Rey and the Lana Del Rey backlash. I have the advantage of knowing nothing about her and only listening to two of her songs. And I can understand how the persona of a performer, or the marketing of their “story,” can be annoying as hell. But we [...]

“We’ve got five years, my brain hurts a lot…”

I feel asleep at the switch and never even noticed that this blog hit the five-year mark two weeks ago. Celebrate we must, even if belatedly. I point you to my first post, which references my only piece of legitimate cred: once getting linked by Romenesko. In five years, this blog has never gotten close [...]

Booze and broads and blunts and bitches

Frank Sinatra was not a big fan of the rock ‘n’ roll music. I suspect that, in part, he was threatened by it. He was just making his comeback in the Fifties and then this Elvis kid comes along and you think the bobbysoxers give a crap about Ol’ Blue Eyes? No, sir. It’s enough [...]