Kill or Be Kilt

Strange and unsettling times we live in. But understanding the present-- and the future-- requires us to understand the past. Which is probably why there's such a massive, worldwide effort to erase the past and to stigmatize anyone trying to learn its lessons...

The Veil Isn't Down. It's Gone.

I don't know how or why, but the environment around me has grown increasingly strange and dream-like at night. The skies are wildly variable, but on nights like tonight seem to shimmer with a maddening orange-gray luminescence that I don't recall seeing all that much outside of, well, my dreams.

Mystic Rhythms

Neil Peart, seen by many as the greatest drummer in the history of Rock music, ascended to Xanadu after a cruel and lengthy illness. So our pal Miguel asked me to come on to a live Aeon Byte stream to talk about the man and his music for a spell.

I got into Rush a very, very time ago, probably before a lot of you were born. They were a massive influence on me musically and I sparked many a phat one to their music (and cleaned many a stash on their double albums). I dipped out during the Power Windows era, but held what I see as their "classic era" tight to my bosom in the years that followed.

Robert and Carol Price -- who co-authored a book on Rush called Mystic Rhythms-- joined us and the discussion ranged widely around music, technology, philosophy, religion and politics.

In honor of the man and the band, I thought I'd embed a few of my very favorite tunes from the Rush catalog. They were one of those bands who played as a unit in ways many others were incapable of. A classic case of the whole being greater than the sum of the parts, even though the parts were all pretty fucking great.

Share your memories, dreams and reflections in the comments section.

Doctor Who: Another Woke Bites the Dust

The totalitarian murder-suicide-pact cult of Woke claims another victim: the venerable Doctor Who franchise, which heretofore had always preached traditional liberal values, is the latest sacrifice on the illiberal altar of intersectionalism. 

The World Outside Your Window

Here's a small sampling of the tens of thousands of grackles invaded my neighborhood. This was taken out my window just a short while ago.  

They left just as soon as they came. I've never seen so many birds in my life.

Shadows and Tall Trees, or a Little Night Magic.

Bundle up and turn your phone off.  You're all coming with Linda and me, out into the cold, dark night. There are some spirits there who'd like to meet you, and we mustn't keep them waiting. 

Let me introduce you around...

The Insanity Assassin

If you've living in the woods -- or just wisely avoid social media -- you probably didn't hear about Ricky Gervais's scorching monologue at the Golden Globes on Sunday night. 

Kevin Must Be Missing an Angel

Wow, Kevin Spacey just races from triumph to triumph, doesn't he? Man, what I'd give to have a peek at that man's blackmail file. He probably had to buy himself an old missile silo just to store it all.