Has there ever been a bigger drop in quality in album art than between the first two Danzig albums?

The first record? One of the most iconic images in hard rock.

The first danzig album cover art, featuring a black field with a demon skull emossed in white

The second record? Prank.

The second danzig album cover art, featuring a black and white photo of Danzig's hairy white chest, his hands gripping a crucifix with a demon skull on it.

🎵 Just discovered Atlanta punk band Upchuck. Really exciting music.


Late to the party, but this article from music blog Brooklyn Vegan on modern hardcore is introducing me to a lot of cool stuff. 🎵

Listening to a lot of the Moody Blues today. Feels good.

Vinyl record cover of Switched-On Bach

I found Wendy Carlos’ Switched-On Bach thrifting in Providence. First time I’ve heard it, and can recommend to all the #synthnerds #music.

I’ve been listening to a lot of Neal Francis lately. Tight piano-driven pop songs with downbeat lyrics and uplift music. Feels very “live”.

Why I Started Buying Records

I started buying records a few months ago, and I’ve already compiled a large body of imagined insults to my person about why I’d do such a dumb, dusty thing.

Vinyl RecordA geometric image of a black vinyl record.

In the time honored tradition of humoring your own neuroses, I’m going to respond to these accusations.

But first, an opinion:

Why you should buy records, too

You shouldn’t. Or you should. Do what you want. Pluralistic societies for the win!

Okay, on to why I started buying records.

It’s slow

Many would see this as a drawback, but for me, as I get older and the world gets faster and my attention becomes more precious, I find it rather meditative to attend to something as fragile as a record.

It becomes it’s own kind of ritual.

Leafing through the record spines, hearing the paper swoosh as you pull it off the shelf, carefully extracting the record, delicately placing it on the spindle, cleaning and wiping for dust as necessary.

It’s like worshiping at an altar, except instead of having to confess your sins you get to dance.

You own them

Music streaming services have taken over the world, and they are great, don’t get me wrong. However, about a year ago I had this moment where I realized I hadn’t bought any music in a long time.

It made me feel strange; I care about music a lot, and only using a streaming service felt like a gear head only leasing a car.

I wanted something in my hands.

Sound quality

This one is more aspirational. I don’t know if I can tell the difference, sound wise, between a lossless digital file and a vinyl recording, but I hope to when I get good enough speakers to really make that apparent.

In the meantime, my records still sound great on my almost two decades old Sony 5 CD changer, tape, radio and speaker combo.

Big cover art

Trivial? Maybe, but some albums have amazing artwork, and I want to hold it and gaze into it like the coffee-table-book-sized masterpiece it is.

It’s analog

I like having music in the format it was indented for. For records that were recorded in analog, that’s vinyl.

If that sounds suspiciously like a lot of hand waving and magical thinking, yeah, you’re probably right. Yet I think good art always has elements of magical disbelief, so why not stretch that metaphor from the art to the medium?

I hear it’s the message.


They smell nice, too. What does an mp3 smell like?

It’s trendy

This is an anti-reason.

They’re collectable

It’s like trading cards for hipsters.

You can still listen to digital music

This is the best part: even though I own a record player and several records, and listen to them frequently, I have not been outlawed from listening to music on my phone (at least not yet).

In a best of both worlds move I’m pretty proud of, I started ripping my records to high quality FLAC files so I could listen to them on the go, or just categorize them obsessively, or whatever, don’t judge.

That way, the files are legally mine, they are DRM free, and I can play them anywhere without an internet connection (I’m looking at you, The Subway) without having to pay for Spotify.


If you’ve made it this far, congratulations, you win nothing.

You can take a look at the records I’ve collected so far, if you’re into that kind of thing, you weirdo.

Drum subbing

Good news! I have unearthed a video of me playing with one of my favorite bands of all time, The Candy Apples.

Never heard of them? Now you have.

I was introduced to their music back in 2005 by my college roommate Andy McCarthy, who is part of the band (guitar and vocals). The two videos below are taken from a live broadcast of Thursday Nite Live, which is Hofstra University’s very own sketch comedy show that I was the head writer of in college.

This show was taped in October 2008, the fall after I graduated, so it was pretty awesome to go back and play.

The reason why I got to play with them was that their regular drummer, Steve Beck, had another gig with another band, The Gypsy West (another great band), and couldn’t make the show. So five days prior I was asked, immediately said yes, and spent the three days preceding the show practicing the songs after work.

There’s the story. If you like the music, let me know and I’ll send you their albums.

Keep it funky!