He was often left to ponder, during dull moments, his course in life. Like some sentient ship he knew the formidability of the direction he was on, his efforts to get there, etc. As is often the case with people who are successful beyond their understanding he felt guided like a ship by a captain. … Continue reading Like Leaving A Cocktail Party (Short Story)
Sorry for such a gross headline, I just like The Clash, my dad liked 'em a lot, and I'm going to London for the weekend. I'm visiting a friend who's doing an MFA at Western, should be fun. I met her at Queen's, first did an artist profile on her and then interviewed her for … Continue reading London Calling
I wrote the last editions of this series almost a year ago. I am now without a doubt in my identity, as a writer anyways, and so I cannot continue the themes of those earlier posts in the same way. For one, I'm on Wikipedia, something I always wanted but didn't expect would happen until … Continue reading Writerly Things cont. again
I reviewed Vince Staples' latest album for Exclaim! I really enjoyed it, but it was way too short. Interestingly, I made Wikipedia for the second time now based off my comments. So that's neat. Anyways, check it out and let me know what you think if you want. https://exclaim.ca/music/article/vince_staples-fm -Clay
My latest review for Exclaim! is about Takeoff's, one of The Migos, solo-album debut called The Last Rocket. It was an enjoyable album and great extension of the signature Atlanta triplet flow style begun by the group. Here's a little bit from the article, "Everybody's newest favourite Migo has released his solo debut album. Takeoff's The … Continue reading Takeoff’s New Album
Did a review of New York rapper AWAR's new album Spoils of War for Exclaim. It's getting so that I review at least one album a week, I'm never in need of new music to listen to anymore which is nice. When I tweeted this review I actually tagged him in it just to see if he'd … Continue reading A(t)WAR with myself
A few days after Father’s Day I was feeling pretty down. I had gone the week before to a friend’s cottage. We’d been drinking a lot one night and she looked over at me and another friend – it was a Sunday I believe – and asked if we’d want to go tomorrow. Shrugs all … Continue reading That Was The Fish Account
