Category Archives: music

One Saturday in May, with ’77 million paintings’ playing

Posted on May 19, 2018 by pinklightsabre

The cottonwood started falling and now it feels like we’re in a snow globe that won’t stop. Charlotte and I went to the aquarium and looked at the octopus, its sheep eyes, the valves where the cheeks would be, opening … Continue reading →

Posted in music, musings, prose | Tagged ambient music, Brian Eno, Eno ambient, pacific northwest, prose, Seattle aquarium, short form, Walt Walker, William Pearse writer | 21 Comments

Who’s really sitting around crying now, getting drunk over Mark Smith?

Posted on January 25, 2018 by pinklightsabre

When I moved to Philadelphia in 1995 there was a record store off South Street with an old speaker out front, and the first time I heard “The NWRA” (The North Will Rise Again) it was there, bleating out, getting … Continue reading →

Posted in music | Tagged Fall tribute, humor, Mark E Smith, Memoir, Philadelphia, The Fall, William Pearse writer | 6 Comments

Discreet Music | January 14 (Portland, OR)

Posted on January 17, 2018 by pinklightsabre

The funny thing about ambient music is, I can play it over and over again, and never really notice if it’s the same song. And then, there are times I’ll recognize the artist and feel sophisticated, like when I’m seeing … Continue reading →

Posted in Memoir, music | Tagged ambient music, Discreet Music, humor, journal writing, Portland, postaday, Powells bookstore, William Pearse writer | 13 Comments

“More Fandom than Ekphrasis” | Bruce Jenkins on music and memoir

Posted on July 28, 2017 by pinklightsabre

In case you missed it, check out this great piece by writer Bruce Jenkins inspired by a recent blog-a-day project I completed earlier this month. It’s not just being flattered by the fact Bruce riffed off my project, but that … Continue reading →

Posted in Memoir, music, musings | Tagged Bruce Jenkins writer, field notes from the pacific coast, Memoir, Music, prog rock, Steve Winwood, Traffic the band, William Pearse writer | 5 Comments

The Chris Cornell rat scene reveal | Field notes from the Pacific coast

Posted on July 3, 2017 by pinklightsabre

This is the last in a series of posts I started in late May and have published daily for 37 days now. It’s inspired by a three-day solo trek on the Washington coast, with side-story memoir scenes wrapped by a … Continue reading →

Posted in death, identity, Memoir, music | Tagged Bowie, Chet Baker, Chris Cornell, field notes from the pacific coast, grunge, heroes, John Pearse, Kevin Brennan writer, King Crimson, Memoir, pacific northwest, Robert Fripp, Seattle, Tom Robbins, William Pearse writer | 21 Comments

Over the hills where the spirits fly | Field notes from the Pacific coast

Posted on July 2, 2017 by pinklightsabre

It’s almost over, second-to-last post! This is a series I started in late May and have published daily for 36 days now. It’s inspired by a three-day solo trek on the Washington coast, with side-story memoir scenes wrapped by a few … Continue reading →

Posted in Memoir, music, writing | Tagged aging, Chris Cornell, creative nonfiction, field notes from the pacific coast, identity, Led Zeppelin, Memoir, mid-life crisis, Misty Mountain Hop, pacific northwest, Soundgarden, the nature of truth, The Strokes, time, William Pearse writer | 9 Comments

Trying on masks | Field notes from the Pacific Coast

Posted on July 1, 2017 by pinklightsabre

It’s almost over! This is a series of posts I started in late May and have published daily for 35 days now. It’s inspired by a three-day solo trek on the Washington coast, with side-story memoir scenes wrapped by a few … Continue reading →

Posted in identity, Memoir, music | Tagged Bob Pollard, Brian Eno, Cadillac Kolstad, Chris Cornell, Christopher Cross, David Bowie, field notes from the pacific coast, John Pearse, Mark E Smith, mark kozelek, Memoir, MTV, Philip Seymour Hoffman, The Master, William Pearse writer | 6 Comments