Entries by Rayne

Monday: Bueller? Bueller?

It’s Monday in more than one way. Monday has become synonymous with the weekly return to the rat race of school and work, the bruising grind of life. It’s the blues after a relaxing weekend, but even worse after a horrific weekend like the one we just left. But it also means a new day, a chance […]

Friday: Ball and Chain

This end-of-the-work-week observation is a little different. I’ve posted some not-jazz jazz for your listening pleasure. This piece called Ball and Chain is performed by a loosely joined group of people who worked on development of a subgenre of jazz during the 1990s. It’s called M-base — short for “macro-basic array of structured extemporization” — […]

Wednesday: Graduate

To the bastard talking down to me Your whipping boy calamity Cross your fingers I’m going to knock it all down Can I graduate — excerpt, Graduate by Third Eye Blind Well. That took a lot longer and was a much bigger pain in the rear than I expected. I’ve earned another notch in my […]

Wednesday: Looking Back

Looking back over my deeds I can see signs a wise man heeds And if I just had the chance I’d never make that same mistake again — excerpt, Looking Back by Nat King Cole (c. 1958) Sorry this is so late. Still have family here from out of town. Usual familial circus continues. Today […]

Tuesday Morning: Family

Don’t read anything into this music video. It’s the only one I could think with family as the theme. Which is why I have to bail on you folks today: family. My folks are in town and are now subsuming the entire day here. I’ll try to have a normal post tomorrow, but no guarantees […]

Monday Morning: Diasporic

Hope you’re having a pleasant holiday. I feel sorry for many East Coast folks who are wet due to Tropical Depression Bonnie today. We’ve got clear skies, a light breeze out of the northwest and 80F degrees here, which seems odd for Memorial Day in the Great Lakes State. The pleasantness heightens the contrast of this […]

Friday Morning (Somewhere, Maybe in Alaska): Rhapsodic

Friday, you old dog, you. You came back once again, a little worse for wear but alive and kicking. Let’s see what kind of jazzy treat we can cook up for you. Ah, let’s have some Third Stream (not to be confused with neoliberalists’ Third Way). Music in this not-quite-jazz subgenre walks the line between […]

Thursday Morning: Try

Where there is a flame, someone’s bound to get burned But just because it burns, doesn’t mean you’re gonna die You gotta get up and try, and try, and try — excerpt, Try by P!nk Racier than the usual video here, but I’m trying — hence this selection. I’m fried after a late night, can’t […]

Wednesday Morning: Simple Past, Perfect Future

There are thirteen verb tenses in English. I couldn’t recall the thirteenth one to save my life and now after digging through my old composition texts I still can’t figure out what the thirteenth is. If I have to guess, it’s probably a special case referring to future action. Why should our language be any […]

Tuesday Morning (Kind of): Assembly-Required Future

Sorry, gang, I’ve got a lot of balls in the air today and not much time to write. I’ll try to come back as time permits to flesh out this post but no promises. I’ve been thinking a lot about the future — apart from the political realm, because that part of our future is […]

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