The Beach Boys Sell Out
…the Beach Boys legacy is now in Irving Azoff’s grimy hands. This is like your childhood sweetheart, the one you always loved, marrying the class bully, the guy who made your life a living hell.
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Rush Limbaugh: Not a Nice Epitaph
by: Kidman J. Williams You don’t forget the people that make your skin crawl with a simple handshake. I met Rush Limbaugh back in 2010 while working for WLS Radio in Chicago. Unfortunately, I remember it like it was yesterday. He was boastful, loud, and his big round belly sloshed […]
A State of Permanent Shock
Yeah the dead people are lining up out there. Does it matter what you did in life, when you are dead? In the lifespan of the multiverse, perhaps not, but we will find out, won’t we? All of us together, again in that moment before the latest Big Bang.
Back to Live-blogging the 2020 U.S. Election: the aftermath drags on
Whoever wins, we are screwed bigtime, and later this month I am leaving the USA for Costa Rica, to take another look at getting out of the Evil Empire for good.
Live-blogging the U.S. Election of 2020
I turn on the news radio. Trump is a point behind Biden in crucial Florida, but the conservative Panhandle has not been counted. Gonna be close, it looks like.
Still Hooked on the Doors, and Mary Werbelow
What an illustration of the Law of Unintended Consequences. Toss the dude out of your house and two years later he goes iconic, and four years after he becomes a superstar he dies and becomes legendary.
A brave new normal, or: typing with a broken hand
Television is like crack and heroin mixed together … especially during election season. And that brings us to the real reason for this scree; on election day america is going to get fucked … NO MATTER WHO WINS.
Louisville, Kentucky 2020
I hope the family, friends, and supporters of Breonna Taylor find true peace, and it is in her honor that I share a few of the photos I have taken throughout the summer of 2020. All photos copyrighted Timothy E. Moorhead 2020
OF PISCO AND PERU: a Gonzo Travelogue
We just got backs from deepest jungle after my friend got bittened by that big, ugly bat. He is in the baño, bleeding out his eyeballs, and turning into a Pishtaco. Only God saves us all.
‘The Hell’s Angels Letters’ – the Gonzo Today review
It is simply extraordinary to read these missives over a half century later. Take note of HST’s phrasing, which point the way to Fear and Loathing. Enjoy his outrage, which crackles off of the page like dry lightning in a tinder dry forest.