I rarely remember my dreams. Maybe just once a month I have a dream that I remember, and even then I only remember the feelings and emotions it conjured in me. However, I’ve had a handful of dreams in my entire lifetime that I remember as well as any real event in my life. In fact, some of the dreams are so vividly branded in my mind that I would have a hard time separating …

Word of the week brings you up close and personal with the noble tongue of English. This tongue will be wiggled in places where only the brave dare venture.

Dear Mr. Rudyard Kipling,
I tried to keep my head while all about me
The sound of guillotines went chop-chop-chop.
Decapitated heads were rolling slowly
All down the stairs towards the butcher’s shop.
The hardest part was standing out there waiting
A patron badgered me about his bill.
As severed heads soon bounced upon the grating,
I said, “Sir, would you care for a refill?”
I dream and think as much as life allows me,
And thus I often miss the train to work.
I meet …

When it comes to music, I’m omnivorous. I love a variety of styles, and nothing inspires me more than listening to some of the stranger concoctions that spring up from the melodic undergrowth every once in a while. In this article I review three up-and-coming albums by some of the more striking enterpreneurs in cross-over music. You can buy these albums in any refurbished record store.
Necrotic Quintet – Birth of the Cult
Style: Norwegian Black Jazz
NQ …

Welcome back!
First, an apology is in order. I’m sure our fanbase of 5-6 dedicated readers (Joe and I included) has been wondering over the course of the summer why we haven’t published any new articles for ages. Well, believe it or not, BTSB has been enjoying a well-deserved summer vacation. Now, I know we didn’t announce that we’re taking a hiatus, but I’m sure even the most dull-witted of you got the jist after staring …