Generation X – the perpetual middle child. We are often left out of conversations about generational contributions and that is most likely because of how we were treated from day one. Growing up with the original “me” generation (boomers) as
Gen X Kids
Today I was sent a link to an author Twitter account that brought up a very interesting dialogue concerning the state of Gen Xers. The author, Sally Kilpatrick, asked a question concerning the moms of Gen X women that know
Buffalo, Then (Part Two)
This week, the Buffalo News printed a piece on coffeehouses in the Gusto section of the paper. This was very cool and I am super excited for the continued success of coffee in Buffalo, NY. While the scene is growing
That One Band
Everyone has that one band that they are drawn to. The band that they will go see in any venue they can. The band they will travel to distant places to see, even if they can see them in a
Protest Music Now
In case you thought that protest music was dead – take a look at this YouTube video for evidence that artists are working hard to protest the current administrations. And for the history of protest music in America – take
The Tape
How often do you hear a song on the radio that can take you back to a specific place and time in your past? A song that is so indicative of a specific memory that you can, even if just
What happens when you realize your heroes are a bunch of wankers?
I know that rock stars and actors are people. I know they are real live people with families and their own opinions and that the person they portray on stage is just a character. I know this. Most of the
Buffalo, Then (Part One)
Certain neighborhoods can be a magnet to those that inhabit them multiple times over several years. Main Street in Buffalo is no exception. Specifically the section located between Hertel Avenue and Niagara Falls Blvd. In the 1990’s, Main Street was
Tech Reliant
When did I become so reliant on technology? I feel like I cannot do anything without some form of tech assisting me or literally doing the thing for me. And so when access to technology is taken away from me
Trying to Process
In my shoes, a walking sleep And my youth I pray to keep Heaven sent hell away No one sings like you anymore I’ve had a few weeks to deal with it and I don’t think I’ll ever process