The interaction with the worker in the record store is how all interactions should be. Thanks for sharing this. P.S I’ll become a paid subscriber when finances allow.
Records stores have been a source of comfort since I can remember.. they are also so holiday oriented.. always spent Christmas Eve and New Years Eve digging.
Check out the Blue Bottle dripper for pour over coffee. All you need is the dripper/filter, a kettle, and ground beans. It's quiet, requires very little space, and there's something beautifully ritualistic about making pour over in the early, quiet hours of the day.
Thank you for writing this and letting your thoughts freely flow. Enjoyed reading it. and hope you continue to put your thoughts to paper/screen. Coffee....I am getting to the point I can take it or leave it. I like the idea of the cold brew pitcher., though. Thanks, OP for the idea! Mark Lanegan was such a gifted writer in both prose and music. He did say on a short podcast that he was working on a fiction book and had so many words (or pages) completed. Will become paid when financially possible.
You can buy iced coffee concentrate, (lots of great small batch makers out there) and make iced coffee every morning quietly and watch the world waken.
Ever given a cold brew coffee pitcher a try? Completely silent unless you grind your beans fresh, but no worries there if you prepare an overnight steep before bed. Nothing quite like crawling to the fridge first thing and grabbing a quick pour over ice before the brain awakes.
I hate the acidity of hot coffee and do the same thing, just have 3 cold brew pitchers rotating and letting them steep for 2 or 3 days so it’s caffeinated sludge. Would recommend.
Just about everything above is so relatable to my current position right now.
I think your photo is on my wall, with Mark Lanegan.
It sits behind the first painting I made.
A portrait of my dead best friend gone 5-year
And a dead succulent in the head of a David Bowie flower pot.
I will consider upgrading to paid when I can.
I wasn't going to say here but in short it's this.
My partner of 8-years left me suddenly and without warning and I still don't know why.
I lost her, also my favourite living artist, my best friend
My step-daughter and my other family
My cat who I'd just gotten $800 in debt over.
Everything I actually cared about basically.
I quit eating and took up drinking.
Urged by a friend to quit I did later that night when I woke uo unable to breath.
I poured out the rest of my wine and I'm done. I've been drinking since I was 10. I guess it's time.
Fuelled by alcohol and heartbreak I had a public meltdown on Facebook after being unfriended and then blocked by my ex. I'm now off most social media.
I've changed my phone number
I'm changing my name. Legally.
Hi. My name is Jay Phoenix.
I'm a disability support worker.
My alcohol come down was ugly and I was put on unpaid sick leave with $5 to my name. I return to work tomorrow.
I can play the shit out of the blues now because I am the motherfucking blues. All those songs I've been trying to play for 15-years suddenly became the story of my life.
A black dog started following me. I walk 6-7 hours a day to try and shake him off.
I've met the golden dog too. He told me to hang in there and everything will be alright.
I've been accepted into a 3-month suicide prevention group.
I didn't realise I was suicidal but ticked all the right boxes.
It didn't surprise me to find out I was. I also didn't think I was an addict and an alcoholic.
Like you at 4:30am I don't know why I'm writing this other than I feel compelled to.
Writing is one of my only ways out of the quagmire of shit I'm going through and I always have.
It's the poison leaking out of my brain and reading it back sometimes my only friend.
Anyway... I had to say this. I had to open up to a stranger and hope maybe they'd hear where many others do not.
I thoroughly enjoyed every single one of the Mark Lanegan collaboration books. I read every word over and over again and will read them over again before too long. I miss him a lot. I listen to his music every day when I walk to the beach to watch the day begin.
I'm eagerly awaiting the arrival of the work of Genesis P. Orridge.
Aeropress and a small hand grinder like the 1xpresso Q2 for excellent coffee and small counter real estate. All other life's mysteries are left up in the air while we're gasping for breath.
As a member of a Buy Nothing group online the administrator emerged earlier this month and said I typically wouldn’t do this because they’re located in Salem and these groups are town-specific but there’s an urgent need to have an entire cellar emptied to minimize dollars lost to the junkman so eyes asked for the address and off a friend wheeled me on the eighth of March and there were cupboards filled with thousands compact discs and books scattered around too and I filled two large Ikea duffel bags, rescuing what I could not even sure what I’ll do with this trove but knew I’d grieve them all had I abandoned them to their very American fate among the gulls at a landfill and then we left but the detail I’m really meaning to include here is that I spied Leaving California from across the room and I accepted it as some kinda sign.
I’ve been feeling lost in the void since New Years, and yesterday it felt like it was reaching a boiling point as it was my birthday. Birthdays have always felt like the original “letdown holiday” to me. As I was clearing out my email of mostly junk-mail I saw the subject “Happy New Tears” and let out a sigh of relief at the thought of something comforting finding me on this day of all days. Thank you for sharing.
"Back a few years ago I can remember sitting in my apartment alone on Christmas Eve watching the cars pass by my window. I was feeling mighty low, nowhere to go. I didn't know what I hated more, having nowhere to be or feeling that I had to be somewhere.” • Henry Rollins
i too have also tried to quit coffee unsuccesfully and thoroughly enjoyed those lanegan books! particularly sing backwards and weep was pure insanity from start to finish. could not put it down.
The Daily Planet about a year ago after a recommendation from you whilst you working the shop. You also recommended I listen to Marks album “Bubblegum” as I had expressed I had never listened to his music before, what a lovely recommendation it was. Thank you for that
The interaction with the worker in the record store is how all interactions should be. Thanks for sharing this. P.S I’ll become a paid subscriber when finances allow.
Records stores have been a source of comfort since I can remember.. they are also so holiday oriented.. always spent Christmas Eve and New Years Eve digging.
Thank you for starting this. Arrived right in time when I've been experiencing severe lack of reasons to live.
Ditto on that sentiment to infinity.
Check out the Blue Bottle dripper for pour over coffee. All you need is the dripper/filter, a kettle, and ground beans. It's quiet, requires very little space, and there's something beautifully ritualistic about making pour over in the early, quiet hours of the day.
Thank you for writing this and letting your thoughts freely flow. Enjoyed reading it. and hope you continue to put your thoughts to paper/screen. Coffee....I am getting to the point I can take it or leave it. I like the idea of the cold brew pitcher., though. Thanks, OP for the idea! Mark Lanegan was such a gifted writer in both prose and music. He did say on a short podcast that he was working on a fiction book and had so many words (or pages) completed. Will become paid when financially possible.
I bought a MS2000B a few years back because of you. Thanks.
I find myself asking why I want to change. How much time have I spent thinking about why I should quit coffee, or why I should drink more.
You can buy iced coffee concentrate, (lots of great small batch makers out there) and make iced coffee every morning quietly and watch the world waken.
Thank you for this creative outpouring.
Ever given a cold brew coffee pitcher a try? Completely silent unless you grind your beans fresh, but no worries there if you prepare an overnight steep before bed. Nothing quite like crawling to the fridge first thing and grabbing a quick pour over ice before the brain awakes.
I should do this, thanks for the reminder.
I hate the acidity of hot coffee and do the same thing, just have 3 cold brew pitchers rotating and letting them steep for 2 or 3 days so it’s caffeinated sludge. Would recommend.
My mind is blown.
I need to think about what to say.
I'll be in touch when I can be.
Just about everything above is so relatable to my current position right now.
I think your photo is on my wall, with Mark Lanegan.
It sits behind the first painting I made.
A portrait of my dead best friend gone 5-year
And a dead succulent in the head of a David Bowie flower pot.
I will consider upgrading to paid when I can.
I wasn't going to say here but in short it's this.
My partner of 8-years left me suddenly and without warning and I still don't know why.
I lost her, also my favourite living artist, my best friend
My step-daughter and my other family
My cat who I'd just gotten $800 in debt over.
Everything I actually cared about basically.
I quit eating and took up drinking.
Urged by a friend to quit I did later that night when I woke uo unable to breath.
I poured out the rest of my wine and I'm done. I've been drinking since I was 10. I guess it's time.
Fuelled by alcohol and heartbreak I had a public meltdown on Facebook after being unfriended and then blocked by my ex. I'm now off most social media.
I've changed my phone number
I'm changing my name. Legally.
Hi. My name is Jay Phoenix.
I'm a disability support worker.
My alcohol come down was ugly and I was put on unpaid sick leave with $5 to my name. I return to work tomorrow.
I can play the shit out of the blues now because I am the motherfucking blues. All those songs I've been trying to play for 15-years suddenly became the story of my life.
A black dog started following me. I walk 6-7 hours a day to try and shake him off.
I've met the golden dog too. He told me to hang in there and everything will be alright.
I've been accepted into a 3-month suicide prevention group.
I didn't realise I was suicidal but ticked all the right boxes.
It didn't surprise me to find out I was. I also didn't think I was an addict and an alcoholic.
Like you at 4:30am I don't know why I'm writing this other than I feel compelled to.
Writing is one of my only ways out of the quagmire of shit I'm going through and I always have.
It's the poison leaking out of my brain and reading it back sometimes my only friend.
Anyway... I had to say this. I had to open up to a stranger and hope maybe they'd hear where many others do not.
I thoroughly enjoyed every single one of the Mark Lanegan collaboration books. I read every word over and over again and will read them over again before too long. I miss him a lot. I listen to his music every day when I walk to the beach to watch the day begin.
I'm eagerly awaiting the arrival of the work of Genesis P. Orridge.
Take care and thanks for sharing.
Jay Phoenix. xx
Aeropress and a small hand grinder like the 1xpresso Q2 for excellent coffee and small counter real estate. All other life's mysteries are left up in the air while we're gasping for breath.
🤍
As a member of a Buy Nothing group online the administrator emerged earlier this month and said I typically wouldn’t do this because they’re located in Salem and these groups are town-specific but there’s an urgent need to have an entire cellar emptied to minimize dollars lost to the junkman so eyes asked for the address and off a friend wheeled me on the eighth of March and there were cupboards filled with thousands compact discs and books scattered around too and I filled two large Ikea duffel bags, rescuing what I could not even sure what I’ll do with this trove but knew I’d grieve them all had I abandoned them to their very American fate among the gulls at a landfill and then we left but the detail I’m really meaning to include here is that I spied Leaving California from across the room and I accepted it as some kinda sign.
I’ve been feeling lost in the void since New Years, and yesterday it felt like it was reaching a boiling point as it was my birthday. Birthdays have always felt like the original “letdown holiday” to me. As I was clearing out my email of mostly junk-mail I saw the subject “Happy New Tears” and let out a sigh of relief at the thought of something comforting finding me on this day of all days. Thank you for sharing.
"Back a few years ago I can remember sitting in my apartment alone on Christmas Eve watching the cars pass by my window. I was feeling mighty low, nowhere to go. I didn't know what I hated more, having nowhere to be or feeling that I had to be somewhere.” • Henry Rollins
great read looking forward to more!
i too have also tried to quit coffee unsuccesfully and thoroughly enjoyed those lanegan books! particularly sing backwards and weep was pure insanity from start to finish. could not put it down.
It's a book that keeps giving. There was a sequel in the works... hopefully sees the light of day eventually.
This inspired me to write more. Love this. Thank you
Thank YOU
Purchased “Sing Backwards and Weep” from
The Daily Planet about a year ago after a recommendation from you whilst you working the shop. You also recommended I listen to Marks album “Bubblegum” as I had expressed I had never listened to his music before, what a lovely recommendation it was. Thank you for that
This is how the world should go around. Timeless..
Love this. Record stores are time machines.
Thanks Jim - they really do balance everything out.