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And This Is How It Goes

When I die, I want this played at my funeral: Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious

Anthology

On the occasion of my first anniversary of working at the Field Museum, a playlist of songs. Fair warning, though: I make no claims to elevated taste or standards. What I listen to at work is mostly intended to help me concentrate by shutting out the world while keeping me from really noticing the music [...]

Force of Habit

This is what you get when you start to regularly post on twitter: your thoughts get smaller and more compartmentalized, and it becomes exceedingly difficult to compose anything of length and substance. So instead you get this: one of my favorite songs, for as long as I’ve had any meaningful engagement with pop music — [...]

True Story, pt. 87

She took me to a show to see a musician she knew from her college days in Nashville, an acoustic singer-songwriter I had never heard of. Doors opened at 6.30 and it was 95F outside, so by the time he took the stage, the crushing hordes of undergrads and high schoolers were too much for [...]

Hello, I’m Here, I’m Waiting

For the last two months, thanks to a combination of negligence and laziness, the only music on my work computer has been Weezer’s self-titled (Blue) album and Pinkerton. I have a tendency to leave songs on repeat when trying to solve complex problems — it is thus a testament to the level of personal frustration [...]

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