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Genesis - photo by Todd Crawford

An interview with Genesis Breyer P-Orridge (Part 1)

Daniel House

Anything that purports to be a norm is an arbitrary imposition.  As William Burroughs said to me once, when you’re confused by something or mystified by it or you’re concerned and suspicious of it, look for the vested interest and usually that’s the answer for what’s going on. 

Sweet little Pippa Girl

Pippa is Gone and My Heart is Crushed

Daniel House

For weeks my heart has been breaking. Today it has finally been ground down to dust. We just put our ...

Skin Yard and Soundgarden - Tuesday, July 30, 1985

Remembering Old Histories and Saying Goodbye

Daniel House

It’s been less than a week since Chris died, and as has been the case on too many occasions before ...

Chris Cornell & Daniel House - Sept., 2015 (photo by Karen)

Chris Cornell – Tears to Forget

Daniel House

We’ve dealt with this before, and every time we find ourselves confronted with this sad and seemingly meaningless experience—that of ...

The Fire Monkey

2016 is a thing of the past. Let’s leave it behind.

Daniel House

2016 was a tough one for many of us. I know it was for me. The pop icon death toll ...

Bowie in Red

Bowie’s Gone and I Feel Lost

Daniel House

It’s been a week since the passing of David Bowie, and as much as I try, I cannot shake it. ...

Dave Grohl's Sound City Documentary

The Best Documentaries of 2013 – My 2014 List of Favorites

Daniel House

This year, I’ve seen all but one of the films nominated for best picture, and while I give kudos to ...

Albertus

Bejeweled Bodies, the Ultimate Veneration

Daniel House

I first became aware of Paul Koudounaris a couple of years back with the release of his Thames and Hudson ...

Levon Helm

Guess They Needed Another Drummer (a nod to Levon Helm)

Daniel House

We’ve lost another one of the greats. I am not referring to Dick Clark who died this last Wednesday, but ...

Saying Goodbye to Those We Love

Daniel House

Today is a day of emotional tumult. Waves of emotion keep crashing, each time a little different from the last, waves without any sort of consistent rhythm or pattern. So it is with the passing of somebody we love.