Friday Night Noise: Black Leather Jesus and Hive Mind.

There's no way in Hell that R. Kelly will ever, ever perform these songs live, or in a nightclub, or by himself alone at home, even if you're a well-endowed 13-year old girl in a skimpy schoolgirl uniform and you're shamelessly throwing yourself at him.

Friday Night Noise: Concrete Violin & Circuit Wound.

NODIN'S PRE-SCHOOL PICTURE!

The full text of my interview with Aquarelle, on the Minneapolis City Pages music blog.

Friday Night Noise: The Homopolice & Oneohtrix Point Never.

Heh. The one comment made me roffle a bit.

Totally sincere, totally unsnarky questions for anyone who'd care to answer (in the comments section, if you don't mind): if you have a Twitter account, what initially prompted you to start one? Are you able to post anywhere near as often as you wish you could? Do you have as many followers as you wish you did? Does that even matter to you? Is it just a matter of having an online venue available for out-loud thinking? Do you use the word "tweet" in everyday conversation without wincing? Does this blog post represent the first time anyone has asked you questions like this? I really do want to know, and not in a mean way, I swear.

Arrington de Dionyso Q&A.

Friday Night Noise: an Ascites Q&A!

NODIN RIDES A PONY @ THE BLOOMSBURG FAIR, 9/30/09

Cell-phone photo by Alecia.

You know, it should be etched in stone tablets somewhere that you're not really a parent until your tot has crapped in the tub during a bath, and you've had to clean it up, disinfect tub toys, and so on. Just sayin'.

Friday Night Noise: Murex and Noveller.

CAN POETRY REJECTION EMAILS GET ANY MORE INHUMAN THAN THIS?

Dear Ray

Thank you for your interest in Stylus.

Unfortunately you have not been successful in placing your work on this occasion.

regards
Rosanna Licari
editor