Tuesday, May 20, 2025

Just parking this here for now...

As someone who has chronicled his life pretty publicly since 1995, you'd think I'd have plenty of material to draw from when I want to write about it. But my life looks more like an incredibly byzantine multidimensional highway any time you try and apply the various layers of my existence to any given point in time and I get tangled up trying to make things clear. (I imagine this happens to everyone to varying degrees.)

It has occurred to me that it might finally be time to write a book or something more longform about my time at Chicagoist. The site launched in 2004 and I joined in 2005, remaining the only constant on the staff masthead (aside from our New York-based leadership) until we were abruptly shuttered in 2017. This writing might never see the pubic light of day, but it seems like an endeavor worth undertaking for a number of reasons.

I imagine there aren't a lot of people out there who managed to be in a leadership position at a single digital media outlet during that period, and even fewer who simultaneously had a full career in the marketing and advertising sector, giving me a unique vantage point into all the changes journalism underwent during that time. And I think I can do it in a mostly positive way that highlights some of the difficulties we encountered without applying blame—which is a nice byproduct of the passage of time and the bigger picture of all that happened coming into clearer focus devoid of the emotions that might have been present at the time.

It also seems like a more compact and focused unit of time to explore, and it might even unlock the ability to write about other periods of my life that have so far stymied me.

Anyhoo, just putting these thoughts here in hopes that sharing them publicly will hold me accountable and actually spur me to accomplish this task.

We'll see if it works, but I thank you for reading this far even if it doesn't.

Thursday, May 08, 2025

Nothin' rude about Pretty Rude's pretty excellent debut.

Pretty Rude photo by Thomas Palko
Opening with a chunky and lurching riffy rhythm, with a melody that acts as a winch drawing you steadily into the maelstrom, and then slathering on the Queen-like harmonies, Pretty Rude's full-length debut Ripe gets off to a ripping start. The grandiose opening immediately locks into a series of sturdily built tunes built on solid grooves and so, so many pleasantly chunky guitar riffs chugging effortlessly along. 

Pretty Rude is just a duo, powered by James Palko and Matt Cook, but Ripe is a big ol' band album, sounding like a painstaking attempt to merge the group's power with their obvious deep love of accessible melodies, to create a mix that is, well, just right!

It's a heavy rock and/or roll record that balances its relentless rawkin' energy with bursts of lush layers of harmonies, and it manages to complete that equation flawlessly through the discs brisk run through 8 tracks. Dig the tunes below and preorder or pick up the whole thing when it comes out on May 16. And don't worry about these songs ever aging poorly, they're guaranteed to always be perfectly ... ripe.*



*So, so, so sorry. I simply couldn't resist.

Tuesday, May 06, 2025

The Fugazi flyer I forgot about!


Yesterday I found myself digging through the Discord Records website, checking out the live Fugazi archives* and checked in on a show I saw in 1993 to see if anyone had added new comments about that concert since I bought the download when it became available a few years ago. Imagine my surprise at seeing a flyer I drew to promote that show—and completely forgot about!—on the Dischord website! 

It seems someone saved this flyer for all these years and I can’t tell you just how delighted and surprised I was to discover its existence! Though I initially forgot about this, it makes sense that my roommate who booked the show for the University also tapped me to create the promotional posters/flyers.

To the person who saved this flyer and thought to upload it decades later? I thank you from the bottom of my heart. This was one of the more unexpected yet thoroughly invigorating surprises I don’t get to experience all that often. And I won’t lie, I do love the fact that the little cartoon version of me in the corner of this flyer has been living on the Dischord website for a while, and it is hard to convey the tingly feelings that ran through my body for a solid 20 minutes after making this discovery. Thank you!



*FYI, I was spurred to revisit the archives upon the news that they are starting to offer those shows on the Fugazi Bandcamp page