Tal Bachmans

Exhibit 1.7.21

So This

 

I’m honored/shocked/excited to have won the Kathy Fish Fellowship from SmokeLong Quarterly, and I’m looking forward to working with them (and fellow fellow Megan). Four of my short shorts will be appearing on the website over the coming months and, I hope, they’ll live up to the position.

If curious, some examples of my short shorts can be found here, here, and here. They’re not always Franco-Prussian War allegories. Just usually.

 

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Exhibit 12.1

So I had some time to think about this while at the dentist today: did contemporary pop radio stop introducing new songs after 9/11? Did the Station Manager General for Clear Channel just decided that America needed “Meet Virginia” more than ever? Will we ever get new songs back?

I have some experience here. From the time I was 13, I worked summers at a campground where I mostly listened to such music while chewing purloined beef jerky. This continued until I started college in the fall of 2001. Naturally I assumed that these awful, awful radio stations continued to add awful, awful songs that I, thankfully, never encountered. Hell, I assumed Randy Bachman didn’t stop at the production of Tal Bachman and had an army of other kids out there singing in falsetto.

So today the dentist is piping in a station similar, if not identical, to the one I listened to as a boy and I’m trying to focus on it–rather than, you know, the searing pain–only they’re playing “Drops of Jupiter.” This is a different kind of pain.

Fine, I think.

Then they play “Here’s to the Night” by Eve 6.

I decide that if they play “Breakfast at Tiffany’s” by Deep Blue Something that I’m going to end my life with the hook-looking scrapy thing. While pondering what this instrument is actually called, they play “Smooth” by Rob Thomas and Santana.

At this point I blackout and wake up in my car. I’m pretty sure I have a memory of hearing some Maroon 5 (who I think they got an exemption from FCC) but it could have been Eagle Eye Cherry.

I don’t know who I’m kidding. I love those songs. If I’d heard anything by the New Radicals, I never would have left that dentist’s office. I can fake a toothache.

Oh, or “Lullaby” by Shawn Mullins. That song is awesome/awful.

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