And we play this at fireworks shows!

Or, brief notes on the Priesthood ban and the Canadian saints.

An essay that leaps and jumps across oceans.

Even today, over seventy years later, it is difficult to overstate just how absolutely massive Ralph Ellison’s Invisible Man was when it was first published in 1952.

A young father finds his child’s language is literally toxic. Another work of media that lands differently once you’re a parent.

A pair of reruns to commemorate the late Beach Boy/Pop-melody master.

Now this is the album I was waiting for Alan Sparhawk to make. In fact, it makes me suspicious.

An American never could have written this.