Originally this was going to be a post about whether or not we are too hard on our musicians, whether we demand too much of them creatively while delivering not nearly enough support for their troubles, and in some respects I stayed true to that aim. But for the most part, I've let the first [...]
Author: Brennan
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The Digital Deluge
We are drowning in a sea of information. Because of this blog, I am among those at fault. The internet will ultimately destroy history. This has been said before. It will be said again. And each and every instance will be granted immortality on the internet. By allowing information to exist while only consuming microscopic [...]
Prologue
GENEVA, Switzerland. An Argentinian man lies upon a bed, whispering fragments of Spanish and English that read like clairvoyant riddles. His breathing is shallow and his body frail - wracked by the cancer that has devoured his insides. With a final exhalation, the man - whose influence will be felt in his language and on [...]
A Mighty Soul
The woods are never solitary--they are full of whispering, beckoning, friendly life. But the sea is a mighty soul, forever moaning of some great, unshareable sorrow, which shuts it up into itself for all eternity. Lucy Maud Montgomery ----- Prologue Slowly and noiselessly, the candle was burning out. Once, in its death throes, it flashed [...]
Fitzgerald
a day like all the rest, or so it seemed. brilliant crimson dressed the oaks. pale grey, the sky hung like bed curtains on a morning when you wake, unsure of where you are, disturbed by a dream that was as vibrant and real as life itself, bearing the hideous spectre of death. on the [...]
The Isle
Golden light moves with the silken grace of a dancer, across the rolling waves. Sunset. Behind me, amber leaves crown aging trees and the ground slopes ever upward to the distant, snow-capped peaks. I feel the cool, frail blades of grass beneath my bare feet as I sit, my knees held tight to my chest. [...]
Starlight: A Creation Story
In the long days and dreams before all the stars, save one, had blinked their last, a story was told in the lights of the firmament. All the moving worlds, the great and elaborate dance of the celestial bodies, all of these were only pieces – words and phrases – of the timeless tale. The [...]
On the Fifteen
It was Wednesday. It was Wednesday, and I was running late. The morning had started lethargically and I had looked to the clock hoping to find comfort in my punctuality, but instead the sad, frowning face that read eight-twenty informed me that I had missed my usual bus and would have to hurry in order [...]
Songs & Stories 