Sunday, January 20, 2019

Which still from a Megadeth video will American life most closely resemble in 18 months?

For 30 years Megadeth has predicted a not-so-pretty end to this American experiment. Now that their dystopian views are coming into focus, it's time to ponder which of Megadeth's prognostications are most accurate. By Andrew J. Pridgen Ginger rocker and Megadeth founder Dave Mustaine has always been the literal red-headed stepchild of heavy metal. He awoke on April 11, 1983 hungover after...

The unflinching realness of Bill Paxton made my life a better place to be

Bill Paxton died Saturday of complications from surgery at age 61. The Fort Worth-Texas native appeared in every man of a certain age’s top five favorite movies including: The Terminator (1984), Weird Science (1985), Aliens (1986), Predator 2 (1990), True Lies (1994), Apollo 13 (1995), Twister (1996), and Titanic (1997). By Andrew J. Pridgen I cannot understate the loss of...

In Prince’s eyes I saw something better than myself

I realize this isn’t the only Prince tribute you’ll read today. But I want to talk about something specific, his eyes. By Andrew J. Pridgen After a couple beers tonight, I’ll start talking about Purple Rain; but not about the music or the motorcycle or the Oscar win from a now-defunct category because the Academy decided nobody could do Best...

The similar determination of Stephen Paddock and Donald Trump to inflict misery upon the world is no mystery

There is nothing to figure out as far as why these men act out: They're scared. They're alone. They don't want to die. Their final act is to spread misery and death. By Andrew J. Pridgen I find it hard to believe that mainstream media is still scratching its head over the "mystery" of Stephen Paddock and his motivations (see: today's...

Scott Weiland was the rock star you thought you could have been

Those who consider themselves knowers of music never paid much attention to Scott Weiland in his prime. His voice, not great. His lyrics, predictable. His moves, borrowed. His career, too long. But now that we’ve lived in the future long enough, we know there was no one better. By Andrew Pridgen Kurt Cobain was too beautiful and broken to be...

Is there Life on Earth after Bowie?

David Bowie released his final album in his final hours and then boarded his flight home. Now what? By Andrew J. Pridgen On a foggy morning in February of 1985, I snuck into the Stockdale 6 Cinema in Bakersfield, California with my sister to watch The Breakfast Club. Before the opening credits, this card: And that was it. I knew someone, somewhere...

The Night Roy Halladay Was Almost Perfect

What did Roy Halladay knew on October 6, 2010? By Andrew J. Pridgen I watched Roy Halladay’s playoff no-hitter at a bar near my house in Park City on October 6, 2010. My team, the Giants, were just starting their own playoff run against the Atlanta Braves on the other side of the league. Due to a trio of young aces coming...

The Earth is thawing out the next five unstoppable human-destroying plagues at this very moment and all people can talk about is effing Donald Trump, Ryan Lochte and Colin...

...We are all guilty I suppose. By Andrew J. Pridgen We peeps do a really good job of really fucking up priorities on a regular basis. Owe three months rent? I’ll just put that jacket on the card….and maybe some T-bell. Hello Crunchy Cheesy Core Burrito™. Building’s burning down? Where the fuck is my phone? (Have you seen my fucking phone?) Can we sit...

#antigunmemes

If you’re anything like me, you’ve spent this week V-8 slapping yourself in the face as the biggest collective of asshats from your high school/former job/whoever the fuck that is and how do I even know anyone from South Carolina(?) who have somehow taken over your feed posting about the Constitution and prayer and mental illness and guns and...

God Bless you Uncle Bill

Goodbye to William Stiveson: devoted father, grandfather, educator, Catholic and...devout football fan. By Andrew Pridgen It was late-August of 1992. “Uncle” Bill Stiveson was my high school’s vice principal. I was the incoming student body president. Early one morning, a few weeks before the start of school, I was down at his office working on something for the first assembly...