Thoughts on Red Dead Redemption II

Ten years ago or so, I was living with some of the dudes in my punk rock band in a house where the rainwater collected in pots and pans, the basement was full of beer and energy drinks, and a few birds nested in my bedroom windows. It was a wonderful time to make music,…

I get it – I don’t get it.

There’s nothing more I can add to the conversations that the county is currently having (again) about how we’ve got a toxic police culture, can’t graduate our society out of the entrenched racism we were built upon, and now yet another series of American generations is left to hope enough of our country’s men and…