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The new millennium saw me getting back into anime in a big way. I’d been a fan since the Star Blazers days, but my interest began to cool after the space opera/giant robo craze gave way to other, less interesting-to-me fandoms. The force that swung the pendulum came from multiple overlapping vectors. My forays into […]

There were few guideposts for when I decided to “go punk” a few months after my mother’s death. It was a spur of the moment decision made during a fit of melancholy boredom and the need to regain control of my personal narrative. What remained of the scene barely generated any media heat, even among […]

Thanks to the current wave of reissues or general lack of interest in the older material that I’ve been seeking out, I’ve had pretty decent luck with assembling a library of favorite and personally significant albums that somehow escaped me in LP form. Even indie label oddities (such as King Missile’s early albums) or formerly […]

In the spring of 1985, my mom and dad took us on a Sunday drive along the Mohawk Trail in western Massachusetts. The trip was one of many we took that year as a way of reestablishing ourselves as a nuclear family during one of the (all-too-brief) stretches where it seemed our home life might […]

Many moons ago, there was an enthusiastic em-pee-three blogger who leveraged the discovery of the most amazing magazine cover ever… …into a delicious but fleeting moment of fame. At the time, thay grey area gunslinger was still affectedly hip enough to lay down some irony-drenched firewalls against any insinuations that he might actually enjoy the […]

The second edition of Warhammer 40,000 dropped in the autumn of 1993. Unfortunately for me, Games Workshop’s pre-release hype-storm had attained its desired effect and made finding a copy of it nigh impossible for a few weeks following the game’s release. I did eventually come across one at Pandemonium Books in Harvard Square (back when […]

The end of my Warhammer campaign also marked the end of my direct involvement in Sci-Fi Club business. I still held on to the presidency to prevent some other joker using it as a bully pulpit, but I grew less interested in the day-to-day goings-on within the org’s social circle. As much as I enjoyed […]

Due to some weird quirk of my former high school’s scheduling software, the third period AP English class was standing room only while the sixth period one featured a grand total of five students. I lucked into the latter section, which was less of a class than an conversational bullshit session for college credit. The […]

Fun Fact: Up until the end of 2016, I never owned London Calling on vinyl. My original copy was the cassette released, purchased in the summer of 1989 on the advice of a ex-punk prep cook at the hospital where I worked. He was the person who re-introduced my to The Clash, perhaps as a […]

When you spend almost — sigh — twelve years maintaining a site with a strong autobiographical slant, it’s inevitable that certain stories will receive multiple tellings over time. It’s the type of thing that would normally give me angst over the likelihood of auto-plagiarizing, but each new go-round with these old anecdotes offers a fresh […]

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