Dispatches from the Last Chance Salon
Twinkle, twinkle little bat Love the fangs, I’ll tell you that. Up up in the sky you fly Swan like necks to bite and watch...
Twinkle, twinkle little bat Love the fangs, I’ll tell you that. Up up in the sky you fly Swan like necks to bite and watch...
But of a long one today but I promise it’s worth the listen!
I can only hope, that when I am an 80-freakin’-year-old man I am still with it to be hacking or writing, let alone singing lead vocals and writing new...
Bands of any size. Behind a desk. In the All Songs Considered Office. Incredible talents including new crushes (Trampled by Turtles) and some of my enduring...
I have yet to meet a writer who doesn’t enjoy dream-casting each and everyone one of her beloved, bedeviled, reviled characters from her published, still...
Episode 21: Don’t Blink in the Mirror This week, Luke and Shiri fall through the alternate reality mirror and into The Mirror Empire by Kameron...
A support group for survivors of paranormal trauma. Sounds a bit trite, no? The gimmicky use of two popular topics. A trope. In Daryl Gregory’s...
“We were dancing a war ballet, wrapped in the pinnacle of mankind’s technology, our crude weapons singing a thousand-year-old dirge.” page 186
First of all, how in Hells Bells is it the last third of September? Crazy talk. Recommended to me by the inimitable @OliviaKelly_ after...
Reminder, please no busking in or around the salon. This will continue to be true for the foreseeable future, especially in light of the regrettable...
Recent Comments