“They said I’d gone south…”
Haven’t done one of these in a while, but I’m a big fan of composer Clint Mansell’s soundtracks. When the Stoker soundtrack came out, I put it into regular rotation on Spotify. An added bonus was...
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“Thanks” by W.S. Merwin Listen with the night falling we are saying thank you we are stopping on the bridges to bow for the railings we are running out of the glass rooms with our mouths full of food...
View ArticleOn Black Friday
There is something deeply distasteful about the annual Black Friday rituals. Lining up hours (even days) in advance, sacrificing comfort, sacrificing time with family or friends, risking possible...
View ArticleAt last…
The less said about last year, the better… So here’s to 2014! The post At last… appeared first on T.M. Camp.
View Article“I thought you died alone, a long long time ago…”
I’ve been on a big Bowie kick recently. No idea why. But this is probably my favorite song of his, possibly one of my favorites of all time. Happy Tunesday, everyone… The post “I thought you died...
View ArticleRandom Thoughts!
I have to admit that I’m a bit excited to see the new Captain America movie. I enjoyed the first one and also really enjoyed The Avengers. I like Chris Evans as an actor (his performance in the...
View ArticleThis is important.
If you read comics back in the late 70’s and through the 80’s, then you might very well have read a comic or two by Bill Mantlo. For me, the standout is his work on the Micronauts title. In lesser...
View ArticleBig Pop
Today’s my grandfather’s birthday. He would have been 106 years old. I don’t have a lot of memories of him. We moved away when I was very young and I only saw him a handful of times after that. But the...
View Article“We feel lost and we feel found…”
Some songs just stick with me, sometimes. I don’t know why that is. It seems like songs — well, some songs — are more like places. They occupy a physical place in my mind. They’re snapshots of the...
View Article“You know me, I’m your friend…”
You can blame Greg Proops for this one. The cat plays it all the time on his The Smartest Man in the World podcast. And it’s outstanding. As is the podcast. So here’s Curtis Mayfield’s “Pusherman” for...
View Article“It sneaks up on you without a warning…”
A bat showed up in the house this morning. He was hiding in the bookshelves. I assume it was a harbinger of prosperity and long life for my birthday, and not because, y’know, we don’t have a belfry....
View Article“These are the days it never rains but it pours…”
It’s been hard going around here lately . . . and there’s another tough week ahead. Here’s David Bowie and Queen (of course). (This one goes out to the rest of the people on the edge of the night. I’m...
View ArticleOn Shooter’s Hill…
…right about now, they’re scattering Steve Moore’s ashes on this burial mound, by the light of the full moon. Sleep well, Endymion… The post On Shooter’s Hill… appeared first on T.M. Camp.
View Articletime and tide
My youngest started school today. She was excited. She was ready. It was a good morning, lots of memories. A bit fraught, a little bittersweet. We did okay. We watched her walk to the door. So...
View ArticleSo, this kinda made my day…
When I was younger, two of my favorite books were Mercer Mayer’s Professor Wormbog in Search for the Zipperump-a-Zooand One Monster After Another. Recently I dug them out of a box in the basement....
View Article“Come back here and give me my daughter…”
Busy times right now, just a quick share of a song that’s been rattling around in my head for the past few days. Still holds up, yeah? There’s also a very nice acoustic version of it out there as well....
View Article“…and we change with them.”
When I moved to Michigan in 1996, one of the first things I set out to do in my new hometown was find a comic book store. Finding the right comic book store is like finding the right church. And more...
View ArticleContext
This is a true story. One afternoon this past summer, my 19-year-old son was walking down the middle of the street in a neighborhood here in our town. A car pulled up behind him. My son did not move...
View ArticleGoodbye 2014
“Our revels now are ended. These our actors, As I foretold you, were all spirits and Are melted into air, into thin air: And, like the baseless fabric of this vision, The cloud-capp’d towers, the...
View Article“When there is trap set up for you…”
It’s been a while since I posted some music — hell, it’s been a while since I posted anything, I know. This song has been with me for a few days now (my middle daughter is taking accordion lessons)....
View ArticleKensinger Jones
I first met Ken Jones on Thanksgiving Day in 2004. We hit it off. Not surprising, as we had a lot of things in common. Each of us had been lucky enough to fall into careers in Advertising. We both...
View ArticlePeriscope
I’ve talked about this before, but the latest surge in popularity for live video streaming apps like Periscope has reminded me of the digital clock I used to watch from my bedroom window late at night:...
View ArticleGrandpa was…
My wife wrote this eulogy for her grandfather, Kensinger Jones. She read it at his memorial service last month. Since the service, people who knew and loved Ken have been asking for a copy (including...
View ArticleThe Long Year
As I write this, the second wave of copies of The Red Boy are shipping out to people who have placed orders. After so long, it is be a relief to see this book going out into the world. For a project...
View ArticleOffices
This past week I conducted two sacred offices, both equally difficult in their own right. On Thursday, I was the foreman in a jury and delivered our verdict to the court. After nine days of witnesses,...
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