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Words of Advice for Young People

So, let’s figure you’re a creative type. You know the artsy people you look up to in high school and college? The free spirits with funny-colored hair, unlikely names, and wardrobes that incorporate all the colors of the rainbow and the ostentatious fashion sense of about seven different cultures? The ones who start dancing in […]

My Theory of Why I Write Fewer Blog Posts These Days

George W. Bush stopped being president.

Mediocre Striver

Sometimes you encounter a person who’s so diligent, productive, and active, you know they’re destined for greatness. Barack Obama’s friends probably knew he would rise higher and faster than most, for instance. The rest of us deal with the everyday stuff, occasionally rise to meet a challenge, and enjoy our little moments of triumph—but we’re […]

Perish the Thought

I know it’s wrong, but whenever I read about a starlet collaborating with some shaggy song-writing dude, I always wonder how often the guy thinks: “What an excellent opportunity to explore new musical ideas and pathways. This young woman will act as my muse, even as I, in turn, inspire her. What a delightful tapestry […]

Shit’s gotta end. That’s all I’ll say. Sorry. It was a ponderous night. Ponderous few weeks, in fact. And it’s all happening when I’m feeling creative.

You Know, There Are Two Sides to Every One-Dimensional Object

All right! All right! Hellloooooo, Chicago! Here they are, together for the first time ever on this stage! I give you… the folks who comment on every single god damned Chicago Tribune article posted online! On bass and guitar… the monsters who think (1) sassy grade schoolers should have the blood whipped out of them, […]

Words of Advice for Young People

At some point, you have to accept the fact that people don’t get any smarter if you yell at them. And you don’t feel any better for having done so. At least, you’ll realize that after tilting at your 6,000th windmill.

The Skinny, Floppy-Haired Scammer with Fingers in Many Pies

In my unspectacular life, I have encountered a number of men resembling John Linnell of They Might Be Giants who either (1) attempted to wheedle money out of me, (2) continually outlined their grand plans for fame and fortune for me, and/or (3) made it clear that my taste in everything was shit. I doubt […]

Learn to F*ckin’ Type

Lists of waiter/waitress complaints are one of those bits of Internet lore I barely tolerate. You’ve seen them, I’m sure: litanies rants, complaints, and bitchings by harried food servers about their occasionally dreadful jobs. I completely sympathize with the ones that recount tales of rude/drunk/sexist/arrogant/cheap/crazy customers. It’s bad enough to work in the food industry […]