Hammer Mill Days

Is that the time? Are you sure? Seems like the sun just went down. Are you certain that THAT is the sun coming up again? Possible that it's just a distant thermo-nuclear explosion. Think of the times we live in. No? Okay .... morning. Uhhhhhlll. Hey, don't look at me like that. Everybody .... and I do mean EVERYbody ... gets caught in the Winter doldrums, bobbing around between the cross currents of time, never catching a break until the first signs of impending spring. Not that this is all that much of a Winter. I mean, it's been 30s and 40s for about a week now, here in the dead of January in upstate New York. But despite the freakish weather, we try to hold on to tradition here. We of Big Green don't give a damn about how nice it is outside. It's winter, damn it, and we're determined to get nothing done. While it shouldn't, this includes work on music and other sound stuff. That's been kind of stalled, frankly, but again ... doldrums. That said, w

This past Christmas, my sister gave me the box set of John Lewis's graphic memoir March , about his early days as an organizer, civil rights leader, and founder of SNCC. It's a great story and pretty timely, as the principles of non-violent activism and resistance are likely to come in handy in the coming years. Of course, as you know, John Lewis has been in the news over the last few days, though not because of his books. He spoke ill of our president-electoral, as Sam Seder so accurately calls him, and that naturally brought a somewhat delayed social media response from Herr Mr. Hair, who drunk tweeted about John Lewis being all "talk, talk, talk," and never getting anything accomplished. Lots of people have taken issue with this reaction, and more than 50 sitting congresspeople elected not to attend Trump's inauguration as a protest. And this incident is being spun in the media as just another instance of the president-electoral not being able to let any crit