i have a column now at the l.a. weekly called "rock & roll love letter," after the bay city rollers song (and album) of the same name. this is my latest shit:
1. a satirical piece on the suicide girls
2. a jokey thing on the glut of old bands reuniting, which was really a joke on myself since i'm the biggest sucker of all time for old bands.
i also wrote a piece on my fully nutty high school, immaculate heart
and this piece on getting totally busted in high school at the hollywood bowl.
finally, this was a fun one to do: an ode to L.A. smog in pop music.
this is why i never do the blog anymore.