Some of you are longtime Tumblr users who watched Boone grow up.
Some of you are metalcore fans.
Some are both.
This video of Boone’s band, The Infinity Project, from a recent gig in Ventura will be fun for any and all of you. (Boone’s the guitarist with purple hair. And at 15yo, he’s the oldest member.)
I'm not blindsided by much, I'm not easily shocked or rattled. But after seeing that Walmart now sells Misfits T-shirts, I had to go breathe into a paper bag for a bit.
Our dog Lulu passed away last year and our other dog Johnny was feeling really lonely. Today, we went to adopt a friend for him… and ended up with two. Say hello to Ivan and Pearl.
Social media is awesome because every once in a while you'll get a notification about a comment like, "Dude, you sound like an insufferable tool" and it'll be on a photo of a river otter you posted on Tumblr five years ago.
My father-in-law Larry Collins passed away Friday.
A rockabilly guitar legend, he practically invented the genre with his sister Lorrie performing as The Collins Kids back in the '50s.
A little music history for you: The story goes that guitar maker Semi Moseley created the first-ever double-neck guitar for Joe Maphis, who was young Larry's mentor and musical partner on the live TV show Town Hall Party. The idea was that Joe would play the standard neck and Larry would play the small neck. But, Larry said, no, he wanted one, too. So, Semi made a second double-neck guitar for him. It became his signature instrument.
He and his sister toured with luminaries like Johnny Cash and Patsy Cline. Later, Larry became an award-winning songwriter of hits like "Delta Dawn" and "You're The Reason God Made Oklahoma." And among his fans are musicians like Lemmy Kilmister, Bob Dylan, and Jello Biafra.
But, most important to me, he was a wonderful grandfather to Wyatt and Boone and a damn good friend.
Read about his amazing life and accomplishments in this Vintage Guitar magazine article.
Santa brought me a single coil-sized humbucker for my ‘90s Strat. It’s the first time I ever soldered anything, so when I restrung it and took it for a whirl, I was nervous. But, goddamn, it sounds awesome.
When I was in college and ran into a bit of cash, I went to buy my first non-pawn shop guitar. The sales guy asked me what sound I was looking for. I said, “Shag carpet.” Adding this humbucker to my old Strat means I once again can get that shag carpet sound. Loud, deep, and fuzzy as fuck.
Sometimes being a writer is fun. And sometimes you have four different projects in four different genres that all are screaming for your attention and the stress of choosing which to focus on means you do no actual writing and instead you stare into your coffee mug and watch as the dark fluid slowly becomes a portal to an infinite void filled with multidimensional alien gods all shaking their tentacled heads at you in cosmic disappointment.