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Budweiser #MadeinAmericaFest →

I’ve never been to a music festival. I totes would have gone to Woodstock and Monterrey back in the day, and maybe I would have gotten my head bashed in at Altamont. These days there are music festivals everywhere, and most of the time they feature artists I don’t know anything about. But I’d like to change that at some point, because I tend to dismiss the music I’m not familiar with. I am itching to hear something new!

"The Rockafeller Skank", Fatboy Slim →

I’m not sure if the first time I heard this song was on an episode of Friends or what, but I didn’t really get into it until the last few years. I added it to my workout mix four years ago. Most of the time, I’m not a big fan of listening to music on ear buds, but with a song like this you can hear the layers and the samples much better when you listen so closely.

It’s just a fun song. It didn’t change the world. But I still dig it.

Red Berries →

Accordion Player →

Losing my edge →

Sometimes I think I’m losing my edge. I am at once packed to the gills with ideas about stuff to write, movies to film, and photo shoots to model in, and filled with doubt about whether or not I can do any of it. Who would care?

Medjugorje and Guilt →

Medjugorje is the site of the massacre of almost 600 Serbs in World War II. There is plenty of guilt on all sides of war, and in WWII the Ustaša, who allied the independent Croatian state with Hitler, committed atrocities against the Serbs, Jews, gypsies and other groups that made the Nazis cringe. The senseless and cruel murder of women, children, and priests in Medjugorje is a cause for shame and discomfort about the history of WWII, and of the Croatian people. I am not suggesting that all Croatians supported the Nazis or approved of such brutality, as many who objected were also tortured and killed by the Ustaša. The guilt of this massacre must weigh heavily on the minds of those who remember first-hand what happened, and their ancestors should never forget those who died.

Nom nom! Ribs, potatoes and sautéed veggies, Mom’s homemade macaroni salad. I am a hearty eater.

Nom nom! Ribs, potatoes and sautéed veggies, Mom’s homemade macaroni salad. I am a hearty eater.

My bamboo plant

My bamboo plant

My Day with Keith →

Somebody recently asked me this question: If you could spend a day with any celebrity from any period of history, not including Dave Grohl, who would it be?

I thought for a while, because obviously Dave would be my first choice. There are so many people I admire and would love to talk to, but I couldn’t figure out who would be the one I’d most like to hang out with.

My answer was Keith Richards. Yeah, definitely Keith. We would have the best conversations about our love of music, because, like Dave Grohl, Keith is a music fan above anything else. We have the same influences, Chuck Berry being the main one. He seems like a super chill guy to spend the day with.

Odelay, Beck →

Beck is one of those guys you just have to respect because he’s a pure artist. He’s honest, fearless, and brilliant. He will try anything, any genre-bending idea, nonsense lyrics, whatever is around just to get an interesting sound. You’re never going to be bored listening to Beck.