My Dad loved Harry Nilsson. More specifically, my Dad loved the album Nilsson Schmilsson. It was one of his favorite albums, a trait that has been passed down from father to son as it is easily in my Top 5 Favorite Albums of All Time. I have had a recurring internal argument with myself over whether it is Harry’s beautifully tenored voice or his brilliantly abstract songwriting that has driven my obsession with him all of these years, but that argument is just foolish drivel. I love Harry Nilsson because my Dad loved Harry Nilsson. One of his favorite songs Read More of This Jawn..
COVID-19 sounds like the name of a local hardcore band. Like, I feel like if I were to say to you, “Yo, you remember Daryl from Broke Finger Nightly? Well, him and the drummer from Our Undying Threat started this new band COVID-19 and they’re playing down at the Legion this Saturday,” it would sound more logical as a statement than the reality of the Global Pandemic that we find ourselves sheltering from as I type these words out. We are living in some strange times.
You’ve suspected it for awhile. Since he stopped calling. Since the every night late night text became the weekend late night text, became sporadic late night text, became the non-existent late night text. You’ve suspected it for awhile, yet you refused to indulge the thoughts. You’ve suspected it. But now you know it’s true. He’s found someone new.