fiction and creative non-fiction from brennan quenneville
Five years ago I wrote about an Artifex Pereo song that appeared to lift one melodic line and half its lyrics from an old NOFX song. Rather than intentional theft, what I suggested may have happened was a case of cryptomnesia, a fascinating word which describes an odd phenomenon. Cryptomneisa is when you learn something, [...]
For roughly a third of its 28 mile run, the I-696 expressway is cut down into the earth, its concrete walls slicing through the moraines that decorate southeastern Michigan. Driving along the highway, with those walls rising up on either side of the you, there is a strange feeling that traffic isn't driving down a [...]
In a critical scene of the film Memento, recall-challenged anti-hero Leonard Shelby laments the failings of memory. “Memory's unreliable,” he says. “Memory's not perfect, it's not even that good...[it] can change the shape of a room, it can change the color of a car. And memories can be distorted. They're just an interpretation, they're not [...]
There is a line in the Artifex Pereo song 'No Stranger to Worry' that reads, "Infatuated with a dark, looming end," which is not particularly eventful by itself. It's essentially a typical prog-rock lyric on what I consider to be a particularly excellent prog-rock album. I bring this up, though, because the phrasing and melody [...]
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 [...]
