Tag: music

Kurt Cobain and Bruce McCulloch’s “Vigil”

My musical awakening came in 1994. A friend’s brother gave me a cassette tape on Nirvana’s In Utero, and I put the tape in my Walkman and rode my bike around the neighborhood, blaring “Scentless Apprentice” and “Radio Friendly Unit Shifter” as I careened down the road. I started listening to them a few weeks before Kurt Cobain died on April 5, 1994. As with … Read More Kurt Cobain and Bruce McCulloch’s “Vigil”

The Lasting Legacy of Stone Temple Pilot’s “Purple” in My Life

What is it about Stone Temple Pilots’ 1994 sophomore album Purple that keeps bringing me back? I didn’t really follow STP after Purple; in fact, I rarely even go back to their debut album Core, a record I listened to extensively when it came out. Yet, over the past year, I’ve been returning to Purple, again and again. Last fall, I drove back to my childhood home, a ten … Read More The Lasting Legacy of Stone Temple Pilot’s “Purple” in My Life

Mixtape for Banned Books Syllabus

One of my favorite projects to incorporate into classes is the mixtape assignment. I don’t do this every semester, but I assign it probably once every two years. The purpose of this assignment is to help students think about connections between the themes they encounter in the literature and connect it with other parts of their lives, highlighting the role of literature and art … Read More Mixtape for Banned Books Syllabus

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Memory Creates Life: Part II

While Ram V and Anand RK’s Blue in Green, as I discussed in my previous post, examines the ways that we use memories to create life, it also looks at the ways that pain and suffering impact creativity and the ways that the pain that the artist uses to produce a work of art remains, long after the artist’s passing. This is a theme I’ve been … Read More Memory Creates Life: Part II

Grimy and Dirty, Why I Love He Is Legend

Heavy and dirty. That’s how I describe North Carolina’s He Is Legend, a band I’ve been listening to for, sheesh, around seventeen years at this point. Whenever I hear them, I either think about a hot, dirt driven festival tent with the heat from all of the attendees packed underneath the tarp causing condensation on the ceiling and that sweaty mess dripping, periodically down … Read More Grimy and Dirty, Why I Love He Is Legend