I like it when I open a document and my monitor says WORD and I’m like YO.
Our Sloth hats finally came in!!!!
Despite the horrific trek from my house to the office this morning, 3.5 minutes of sheer terror, I made it. I was hit by many drops of hurricane juice and almost immediately upon leaving my car was smacked ever so gently by Irma’s ill-intentioned breath. Or, as people outside this delicate city would say, “it rained slightly and sometimes the wind would blow a little.” Not that I’m a hurricane denier or anything, but so far this has been a bit of a let down.
Anyway, all kidding aside, I pray that everyone is safe and that our good fortune continues!! ∞
A baby’s laughter is one of the most beautiful sounds you will ever hear. Unless it’s 3AM, and you’re home alone, and you don’t have a baby! ∞
Since the early 1970’s, Col. Bruce has played with just about everyone, and the great southern soothsayer has influenced many more. From his early days with the Hampton Grease Band to the transformational Col. Bruce Hampton and the Aquarium Rescue Unit of the 1990’s to whatever band he dreams up next, seeing Col. Bruce on stage is to be simultaneously whisked away into both the past and the future.
Jarrett Bellini spent Christmas with the legendary improvisational rocker to discuss his hatred of (most) modern music, the art of practicing guitar, and his upcoming film “Here Comes Rusty.”
(Note: In Atlanta, it was 75 degrees on Christmas. The weather was delightfully weird. But the clouds were being total jerks. I should’ve shot this interview inside, but it was just so lovely out on the deck. Anyway, the lighting gets bad a few times because of the clouds. Meh.)
There is a void inside drowning in the feeling that this is all a dream. I can’t remember a time in my life when you weren’t the musical standard in this city. RIP in peace Col. Bruce! God bless you my friend and God bless your family! Thanks for everything!
Col. Bruce Hampton, Ret. performing “Pharaoh’s Kitchen” at Music City Roots live from the Loveless Cafe on 7.18.2012
There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under the heavens.
Bringing an end to #2016 by pretending to sing to Mariah Carey while Mariah Carey pretends to sing to Mariah Carey was kind of silly.