I read Finnegans Wake, the most-difficult-to-read-book in the English language. Have YOU read Finnegans Wake? Discuss it! Are you curious about Finnegans Wake? Ask thy question! Would like to contribute nothing meaningful to the discourse? My Pen gives you carte … Continue reading I read Finnegans Wake.
Interesting and sophisticated Refusing to be celebrated It’s a monumental big screen kiss It’s so deep it’s meaningless Continue reading The Night Thread is So Hard Done By
Synthpop band from south of the border. My Pen! listened to these guys a LOT while receptioning in Germany. An evening hostel playlist mainstay. Howl with me, friends, at the behest of the vandal moon. Continue reading The Night Thread Gets Into Vandal Moon
Fleshy, moist, and yielding. Continue reading The Day Thread Cuts the Big Bean
It’s ‘big papa’ Pen!’s Friday today, and he plans to slack as much as possible at work, of life in the system of brutal capitalism containing us all the sad necessity. So regale us, everyone, and share! Spin me the tale of your apex slackitude, of the time you spent an hour in the work bathroom because, hell, what’s anyone going to do? Who’s going to question YOU when you announce you have, at work, ‘insane diarrhea’? Continue reading The Day Thread Steals Time
Eggs are good. So say we all. Continue reading The Day Thread Enjoys Eggs
Rip Torn vs. Norman Mailer. There can be only one. Continue reading The Day Thread of the Maidstone Brawl
Heartbreak is hard. When we are with our loved one, our heart is fixed. It is fixed in one place, and it is fixed, availed of its formerly sad, broken, single state. Loneliness. When a breakup occurs, a heart is broken, and we long for it to be, in both senses, fixed again. We are drifting. We are in the ocean. At sea. No longer an entity fixed. We are coming apart. Falling apart. Put me back together. I am Humpty Dumpty. Canada’s Voivod understood this sentiment. Continue reading The Night Thread Fixes My Heart
Allegedly, Zach Gray isn’t, of the material off The Zolas’ first record, especially fond. But there’s good stuff on there. Catchy choruses aplenty, melodies for days. The band ditched the extremely piano-heavy sound on subsequent records, which isn’t to say it doesn’t work here. If you will – if you will – indulge The Zolas’ ‘Pyramid Scheme’. The Armchair Cynics were a band from Victoria, BC. They released a well-received 7-song record, Killing the Romance, in 2005, and another, the indie-touched Starting Today, in 2010 before breaking up. Killing the Romance is a bit butt-rocky, but it’s a solid rock … Continue reading The Night Thread Listens to 00s West Coast Canadian Rock
Canadian rocker Danko Jones doesn’t presume to be better than you. Canadian Danko Jones does not presume to have all the right pickup lines, the flashiest clothing, or even to show up on time for a date. But he’ll tell you what he has got. You see, when he was growing up he got the inside scoop; he used to watch all the older fellas work down the block. That’s right. When they used to work he used to watch, and when he watched, he learned… the Lovercall, baby. Continue reading The Night Threads learns… the Lovercall
The WHOWHOOZ are a local Dresden band My Pen! has a second-hand connection to. The song “Understand” is about a man who desires to communicate to his lover that it is over, and implores her to understand that fact, hence the name of the song, “Understand”. Continue reading The Night Thread… understands.
Freeways are a Canadian band playing what accounts to NWOBHM cut with April Wine. My Pen! saw them in Dresden a few months ago and met the lead singer and songwriter, Jakob, an incredibly nice dude, before the show. I’d … Continue reading The Day Thread Has Been Living All Its Life in a Dark Sky Sanctuary
From 2024’s self-titled record. Enjoy Vancouver’s own Wormwitch. Continue reading The Night Thread is Bright and Poisonous
Chapter 7: Endgame We were wanted, now. Fugitives of the Flaming Fist. But our quest, our finality, took us back to Baldur’s Gate, and the heart of the very group hunting us. Sneaking across the great bridge in the pre-dawn, … Continue reading Playing Through Baldur’s Gate, A My Pen! Adventure (Part Five)
Chapter 5: Baldur’s Gate; A Thickening Plot I have never felt so uncomfortable as I do in Baldur’s Gate. The walled city seems to close around me, drawing, for each step, tighter. My elvish blood, or so much time spent … Continue reading Playing Through Baldur’s Gate, A My Pen! Adventure (Part Four)
