The Most Fun I Never Want to Have Again: The Final Installment

I realize I have been somewhat absent from the Aardvark, but I also realize that no one really reads what I have to say on the Aardvark, seeing as James, Pat, and now Fabs are infinitely better writers than myself. I also, simply, am not as creative as them. BUT I digress. Here we are….

Grampy

My grandfather doesn’t talk much. I think that’s why I’ve always been his biggest fan. He doesn’t expend words on things that don’t need to be said, and he doesn’t need to hear himself talk to confirm that he is a man of wisdom and compassion. The running joke amongst my extended family is that…

Ramblings After Midnight a Month on from Last Time

It’s past midnight as I ready myself to brew another cup of coffee. I have De Tocqueville to read, Carlotta Walls Lanier’s memoir, some Mill, some Kant. Six years of off-and-on university study and I’d venture to say the two constants have indeed been a heavy dose of Mill and Kant. Coffee hasn’t been. I’ll…

You’re Doing It Wrong!

That’s right! I said it! You all have been doing it wrong! But wait Uncle Doogs, what are you referring to? Sex?!?! No bud! I’ll tell ya kiddo, the way you’re listening to music is all wrong. Today it is all about on the go playback and streaming services. Spotify just recently announced the have something…

Sonic Gravity

There was a moment where the drummer was playing poly-rhythmically on the hi-hat. He was playing fives, squeezing an odd number into the even meter of four. Kick and snare still fell heavily on the drawn out downbeats, always coming back around–it felt like standing on the ground listening to the screams off a rollercoaster…

How Free Are We?

Hey all, back at it! Taking a small break from my mini series to break away and come at you with a new thought. How free are we? I am going to base this post strictly off of Uncle Doogs’ intuition and have about zero facts in it. So James and I were texting the…

The Millennials’ First Memorial

It is 11:32 AM on Saturday, August 13, 2016. I am in New York City, making my first ever visit to the National September 11 Memorial. The sun is hot, the air is heavy with humidity and the people crowd into Starbucks for momentary reprieves from what can only be described as biblical heat. Today’s…

Phantom Limbs

It is pretty much universally agreed that as we age, our circles diminish. This is simply part of the deal we’re forced to sign when we draw our first breath, when we open our eyes. The people we love today will not be the people we love in five years, and the people we love…

Bon Iver: 10 d E A T h b R E a s T ⚄ ⚄

Justin Vernon–the face of Bon Iver–was silent for five years. Well, not quite. He’s got Volcano Choir, he’s been featured on some stuff. He worked with Kanye in 2010 (say what you will, but I think Kanye’s a genius (so does he)) and didn’t fall entirely off the face of the earth, but as far…

The Most Fun I Never Want to Have Again, Part 3

If you missed part two or even part one, check those out here and here respectively before reading this. As we made our way towards more advanced weeks of basic training; weeks four, five, and six, things were becoming so fluid boot camp was just my new life. That is really how it all felt. I…

Labour’s Bottled It

In the aftermath of Brexit, I wrote a couple pieces on the state of British politics and, in particular, the Labour Party. If you’d like a refresher, they’re here and here. Post-Brexit, Labour had an opportunity that doesn’t arise all that often in politics with the opposition majority party’s leader, David Cameron, resigning in shame. Nigel…