Area Man Hears Mechanical Chicken of Youth, Turns 5

If there was a sound who's contours have remained nearly perfectly etched into my adult brain despite over two decades of absence, it was the clucking of a giant, mechanical chicken that lived in a glass box in a local sporting goods store. In the two-floor emporium of guns (and even a shooting range), fishing gear,…Read more Area Man Hears Mechanical Chicken of Youth, Turns 5

Sound: The Final Stick Horse, Unkept

I have recently arrived in Asheville. For a person that has few reference points or guides aside from the unrivaled firebrand and pinecone punk of my friend Liliana, Asheville looks a lot like a city at war with itself. Asheville's obvious affluence appears to be enjoyed and detested by the young and alternative in equal measure;…Read more Sound: The Final Stick Horse, Unkept