I am a poet and a writer. I come from a long line of pen wielders, so I can't help but jot things down. I don't remember who said it, but I heard somewhere that a good writer is a trained observer.
I lost my phone at the Wilco concert, but I had a wham dang doodle.
Tune in, turn on and mellow yellow to the new Wilco disc.
Although some of The Information is predictable, there are enough bells, whistles, and bleeps to keep it intriguing.
Fiona's finest so far.
The Eels' new gargantuan CD is one part sixties B horror movie, one part creepy Beach Boys, and a dash of depressive filler.
I wrote a Dear Johnny letter thanking him for getting me into the first Modest Mouse record.