by Charles Norman | Jan 7, 2019 | Song of the Day
But we decide which is rightAnd which is an illusion- from “Late Lament” by Graeme Edge Friends existed entirely within the imagination of Monica Geller. An overweight child, bullied and isolated, Monica sought refuge in her cramped room in the back of an...
by Charles Norman | Jan 7, 2019 | Features
We mark the progression of our lives by the holidays. The day you enter this world becomes an instant holiday – your birthday – which your friends and family are obligated to celebrate even if they don’t really like you. If you positively impact the...
by Charles Norman | Dec 21, 2018 | Song of the Day
Crank up the Wayback Machine, Mister Peabody… I attended an elementary school that was flanked on the east by military surplus tarpaper-sided shacks that had been hauled in decades before to house the flood of students lured into a godforsaken state college by...
by Charles Norman | Dec 15, 2018 | Song of the Day
“Warm Months” does not begin. The listener enters the room, slightly late as usual, the Green Line bus having been impeded by a thrice-dented gypsy cab. The song is already wafting through the speakers, a pair of plucked strings sketching alternating chords. Dog Mom...
by Charles Norman | Dec 7, 2018 | Song of the Day
The Great American Road Trip was conceived as a thing of barren majesty. Two fantastic-looking guys barreling down a completely empty highway in an enormous convertible, flanked on each side by an endless landscape. The color of the convertible is unknown since our...