Segarini: Bring Out Your Dead Part Two – Solo No Mo – Death by Request and/or The Final Career Move

When you think about books, movies, and television whose stories and characters become franchises, one of the reasons for their continuing existence is the sound of a cash register ringing up sales and the effort itself attracting many eyeballs and return visits. What is strange is killing off a fictional character for no other reason than financial gain…or, in at least one case…a request from one person for no other reason than a personal desire to distance himself from the biggest reason he has a career….

If you haven’t read it yet, here’s Part 1 of Bring Out Your Dead

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Segarini – Bring Out Your Dead or Solo No Mo

Facebook was a beautiful verdant meadow when I first signed up 8 or so years ago. A place where you could look for and find lost friends, renew relationships, reconnect with your old home town, meet new people, and be exposed to music and movies you either didn’t know about or had forgotten. I could hardly wait to go online and see what wonders awaited me…

Pat Blythe: 2015 – A Year in Summation

 

Personally it’s been, indubitably, a year of massive, incredible change….a complete turnaround….a 360….that’s two 180’s, and I’m still spinning. It’s been jam packed full of opportunities, challenges, reconnections, new connections, bags of music, loads of dancing, early mornings, late nights, no sleep, G&T’s, club hopping, previews and reviews, outdoor patios, fast food, fine dining, ear-splitting bands, (did I mention dancing), photo shoots, video shoots and writing. Okay, deep breath, plunging in, here we go….the year in review. Really!! ….and WELCOME BACK!

Roxanne Tellier: Nothing But the Tooth

Most of us take our clever bodies for granted, assuming that all our bits and pieces will do as they are told. The wonders of how all of our actions and bodily functions come together are something we don’t really think about.

Until something goes wrong.

JAIMIE VERNON – THE ORIGIN OF SONG

Songwriters are a gifted breed. They’re poets that think in three dimensions. It isn’t enough to be able to put pen to paper and Chaucer their ideas onto papyrus. They have to lift those words from this black and white template and insert them into music from which a melody rises and falls.

JAIMIE VERNON – SPACE, THE FINAL FRONTIER

On November 19th I will be 51 years old. I was born three days before the Kennedy assassination so that puts me in a respectable place to look at a half-century of human endeavour and simultaneous failings with some authority.

JAIMIE VERNON – IT CAME FROM OUTER SPACE (SLIGHT RETURN)

This week I went to see ‘Guardians of the Galaxy’ as one of the few films I’ve had time to check out this year (‘Captain America: The Winter Soldier’, ‘The Lego Movie’ and ‘Transformers: Age of Bayisms’ the others). As the trailers and teasers have been unfolding for months online I came to realize that I’ve been waiting, unknowingly, over 30 years for this movie.