Since spotting him over twenty-five years ago, sitting on a bench in an oversized G ‘n’ R shirt, long curly hair tendrlling down over his acoustic guitar, I’ve treated Mishka Shubaly, despite him being only marginally younger, like a little brother, minus all the protect a support parts. For reasons best explained to a theoretical therapist that I really should get around to seeing one of these days, I’ve mocked Mishka, fought with him, whined when he chastised me […]
“I Was in a Little Theatre and I Was the Only Audience”: An Interview with Dmitry Samarov
I interviewed Dmitry Samarov three times. The first time, my device did not record. The second time, my device did not record. I am entirely blameless I’m sure, acts of an indifferent god both times and, anyway, the third time was a charm. Luckily, either through natural disposition or the years driving a taxicab in both Boston and Chicago, as documented in his books Hack and Where To, Samarov was more than a little patient with my endearing incompetence. Samarov’s […]
Why We Need To Borrow Your Drumset
Hey, dudes. Glad you could make it to The Cube, The Gelatinous Cube, Cube House; where the house is square but nothing else is, ha-ha, sorry. If that’s a bit obvious, at Gel’ House we feel like inside jokes are exclusionary. It’s not that we don’t have a sense of humor; we just don’t identify as funny. You can park anywhere. Just make sure you duck tape the windows and leave a band member in the van at all […]