Prague: For Sad Clowns Only, and Maybe Also Terror-Cats, I Guess

"Prague is a wonderful city." "Prague is 1 of my most fav cities." "Lol omg u go to Prague rolf is 2 good" Such are the feelings expressed on the city where I now take a breather before descending into Berlin, which will undoubtedly be a hailstorm of action, concerts, and german people thinking I…Read more Prague: For Sad Clowns Only, and Maybe Also Terror-Cats, I Guess

Area Man Goes to 34 Concerts, Is Still Lost in Prague

Oh, the deep sense of loss that I have covered so much ground without having time to properly write about it. Thus, many of my memories will go unexpressed to you, dear reader. You will never know my surprise and whittling joy at riding an oven-like train for six hours into Romania, or the fear…Read more Area Man Goes to 34 Concerts, Is Still Lost in Prague

Vienna: Mo’ Money, Mo’Zart

Arriving in Vienna was suspiciously painless. It is almost as though I have finally mastered the art of endlessly navigating new public transit systems. Also, my ability to magnetize strangers to pity/assist me has risen to an all-time high. I have become a beacon of obvious confusion towards which the culturally-moored direct their assistance. I have been…Read more Vienna: Mo’ Money, Mo’Zart

Copenhagen: Fokes with Spokes

And thus Feeled Recordings stepped into the global arena as I departed the United States. Norwegian Airlines: Not For The Thrifty of Heart I arrived in Copenhagen after approximately 10 hours on a Norwegian Air flight that did not include water or any food. It was like being in a flying prison that I elected to…Read more Copenhagen: Fokes with Spokes

Loaves of Sourdough Encased In Ice (Goodbye Alaska)

Apparently spring officially began a few days ago, which feels about right. I had noticed a sharp rise in birdsong, non-lethal temperatures had begun to make appearances, and we were getting about 17 minutes of extra daylight every day. On my morning walk, I noticed that I could at last see chunks of gravel and the…Read more Loaves of Sourdough Encased In Ice (Goodbye Alaska)

White Creature Flails: The Rise and Fall of Opulent Bingo Hall Dreams

The strange white things enters the bingo hall. He is a pale drop in the native sea. Approaching the counter, he mumbles something about wanting to play. He is easily overwhelmed by the complexity of bingo, a game which he thought was simply a matter of hearing numbers called and accordingly marking a card. The serious…Read more White Creature Flails: The Rise and Fall of Opulent Bingo Hall Dreams

Audio+Word: They Came From China, They Gave Him a Name

Two Chinese brothers came to town. Later, they were cousins. Then, later later, they were brothers again. Who shared two small poodles.   I liked the older one's sweater. It had a regular tiger spilling out of the neck, Not especially fierce, Though I know tigers are more than just a quantity of "fierceness". He…Read more Audio+Word: They Came From China, They Gave Him a Name