Remembering the time in junior high, in the middle of the “Satanic Panic” of the 80’s, when my mother came into my room and earnestly asked to inspect my cassettes. She pulled out my Kraftwerk “The Man Machine” tape and said, “Kraftwerk, huh? That’s not about witchcraft is it?” I was amazed, floored even, that …
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Watermarks Along the River
Got up this morning, put on some Enya. It’s been a while. What was my path into electronic music? That’s a storied past, the result of a chain of personal connections. Started with an 8-track of Kraftwerk’s “Autobahn” that circulated among my uncles; later a buddy handed me “The Man Machine”; Emerson, Lake, and Palmer …
Es hat endet
As I predicted and/or intended, I failed Deutsch IV. It was inevitable. I previously swore to myself that I would at least finish the semester so I didn’t get the figurative DNF (Did Not Finish, racing term). Well, I stopped running in the last chapter. Burned out. I was so far behind on my homework, …
Unmensch
When I meet a woman who seems interesting enough that I’d maybe like to pursue a relationship with, the first thing I do is shoot myself in the foot and completely disavow her of any notion that I might actually be a man. Can’t have her believing any of that nonsense. Of course, sabotaging myself …
Flailure
It’s been a minute since I bitched about my German 4 class. Y’all, I am failing so goddamn badly. Right now, I have a mid C, which I pulled out of F by turning in a single writing. But tomorrow, I have a chapter test and a chapter project due (a video review and writing). …