Difficult as it is to believe, Facebook had an ad that was relevant to my interests. Erie’s own The Oneders had that brief residency at Villapiano’s, the pizza joint out by the airport in the early ’60s. From there, they went on to appear in a rock and roll show in Pittsburgh, then were signedContinue reading “From Erie, PA!”
Author Archives: Allyn Gibson
Grief Written in Stone
A week ago it was almost eighty degrees. This morning I woke to snow on the ground. It’s been a wild couple of days. It was pretty but with gale force winds on Saturday when I was in Lancaster for the Shamrocked Beer Festival, genuinely nice on Sunday, and yesterday (Monday) was warm and rainyContinue reading “Grief Written in Stone”
Beer and Music, Oh My!
Today was the Shamrocked Beer Fest, held the weekend of St. Patrick’s Day by the Lancaster Stormers, the minor league baseball team across the river. I’ve gone the last two years. I did not go for the beer festival. I bought a much cheaper Designated Driver ticket, because all I was interested in was theContinue reading “Beer and Music, Oh My!”
The Last of the Melting Snow
After several gloomy days — pea soup fog, chilly drizzle, even a thunderstorm — today felt like a day in May. Bright, warm, sunny. The tree in front of my apartment looks like it’s ready to bust open. I threw down some grass seed on the dying lawn in front of my apartment. Last summerContinue reading “The Last of the Melting Snow”
The Bombing of the Girls School
Last weekend, at the start of the Iran War (which the Trump administration describes as a “war” while drawing a legal distinction it isn’t a war so they can, in their minds, avoid “war crimes”), the United States bombed an Iranian girls school. And then bombed it again for good measure. You can see immediatelyContinue reading “The Bombing of the Girls School”
Dropping an Author
While doomscrolling the apocalypse on Twitter this afternoon, I saw this intriguing Tweet… G.F. Allen, I don’t know who you are, but since you asked… Yes. I have finished a book and vowed never to read another word by the writer. There’s even a case where I have an autographed book by the author, asContinue reading “Dropping an Author”
No, That Can’t Be Right
Twitter tells me that Elbow’s Build a Rocket Boys! came out fifteen years ago today. Fifteen years! That can’t be right! Yeah, it was back during the Obama years… but fifteen? Fifteen! Nah, time doesn’t work like that. It can’t. I never reviewed the album at the time, though I shared some thoughts on theContinue reading “No, That Can’t Be Right”
Doomscrolling the War
In the early hours of Saturday morning, the air forces of the United States and Israel commenced a joint aerial assault on Iran in an attempted decapitation strike. Iran then responded by launching missiles at Israel, United States military bases and assets in the Persian Gulf, and host nations (Saudi Arabia, the United Arab Emirites)Continue reading “Doomscrolling the War”
Tweaking the Settings
From time to time, I feel like tweaking my CTWM configuration file for Linux. What I have is delightfully old school — big borders, sharp corners, window buttons that look like they’re out of the 1980s. (That’s not far off.) “Industrial brutalism,” I called it. Maybe I should add a Conky? I thought. Conky isContinue reading “Tweaking the Settings”
Pink Clouds on the Horizon
Sundays’s snow is melting, but there’s a lot on the ground yet. This weekend is supposed to get up into the 50s, so it should melt nicely then. There was a lovely sunset tonight. The trees are starting to get the bumps, like they’re about to flower. It will happen, suddenly. They’ll be brown oneContinue reading “Pink Clouds on the Horizon”