This entire holiday season I did not once say, "Merry Christmas." Fuck you, FoxNews.
On my way back from Iowa yesterday, I listened to the "E Street Shuffle" on E Street Radio. Springsteen fans voted on the top 100 Springsteen songs. I'm a fan of the "Boss," but it's always bothered me how in some of his songs he adopts a Southern drawl. He's from New Jersey for God's sake.
If there were any American songwriter to win the Nobel, it should be Springsteen, not Bob Dylan.
If you need a good piece of nonfiction to read, I highly recommend Sherman Alexie's You Don't Have to Say You Love Me. It's a fantastic book, people.
Speaking of the Nobel Prize for Literature, why not Sherman Alexie?
This blog will host my ramblings about life. To be a bit more specific, I'll probably focus on these subjects: music, sports, food, the everyday beauty of life, and the comedy/tragedy/absurdity of our existence. That about covers it.
Showing posts with label Sherman Alexie. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Sherman Alexie. Show all posts
Wednesday, December 27, 2017
Sunday, November 22, 2009
Don't Call Me Warrior
The latest issue of Mother Jones interviews one of the best American writers out there, Sherman Alexie.
If you're interested, you can read the interview by clicking HERE.
His collection of short stories, Ten Little Indians, ranks as one of the best short collections in American literature, in my opinion. I look forward to reading War Dances.
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