Category Archives: Memoir

Fender Jazz

I had only recently discovered the glories of a naked body entwined with mine and, like every sex neophyte since time began, I had figured nothing would ever compare. I was wrong. Continue reading

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Mourning Becomes Leonora: For a German Shepherd

She is my walk through Brooklyn, my arm toss in the park, my sit on the stoop, my weekend up in the country, my never alone, my not going to die for such a long time it feels like forever, my Lee. Continue reading

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Prince, Todd, RuPaul, & Me

Prince and I did not get off, so to speak, on the good foot. While he would ultimately influence me – both personally and musically – as much as Bowie or the Beatles (my Trinity), his presence initially challenged the most important friendship of my life. Then, it cemented that friendship, and led to funk n’ roll adventures alongside a superstar-in-exile named RuPaul. Continue reading

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Talking Trees

What can a series of ancient trees, stripped bare before their spring flowering disguises them, tell us about themselves — and ourselves? Continue reading

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Dirt Cookies: The Less-Than-Sexy Side of Conflict Reporting

Conflict journalist Carmen Gentile gives an irreverent look at “war-zoney” reporting in Afghanistan. Continue reading

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How I Became Pretentious

Why should you and I should be more pretentious? In his soon-to-be released book-length essay, PRETENTIOUSNESS: WHY IT MATTERS (see raves here in the Economist, the Guardian, the Spectator and even Vice), Dan Fox defends it beautifully. “Pretension is permission … Continue reading

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Welcome Thieves: An Appreciation

Our own Robert Burke Warren waxes on about Sean Beaudoin’s stellar, rockin’ Welcome Thieves. Continue reading

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Girls Gone Old

“I chose to incorporate my physicality and sexuality into my identity as a writer. I liked the attention, but I also hoped in some ways that it would work as a leveler.” Continue reading

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So Many Highways

I set out on the road wanting to discover who shot my mother when she was seventeen — from a forthcoming memoir by Darlin’ Neal.

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The Hippie Angel

Robert Burke Warren’s Yuletide of death, porn, and a hippie angel. Continue reading

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Serving Time In Sonic Youth

You’ve seen Renaissance man and esteemed guest Weekling Richard Edson onscreen in Do the Right Thing, Platoon, Stranger Than Paradise, and dozens of other films, but you probably don’t know he was the original drummer in seminal NYC post-punk noise mavens Sonic Youth. In this fascinating slice of life, he shares his riveting account of being a participant in several crucial music movements at once. The arty, funky, early 80s East Village lives again! Continue reading

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My Rock & Roll Paris

I was in the land where the creators are revered; Paris greets artists with an affection so strong it gives an energy boost, life force, enabling one to go back to the blank space with faith, with no fear. And indeed, I was not afraid. I was the opposite of afraid. Continue reading

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