Yours truly (Marco) is going up the country, (As in Woodstock) for the week. And in the unlikely event you miss me? I’ve got a couple posts lined up for your reading pleasure. And of course, you’ll be getting your weekly “Wordless Wednesday” post, brought to you by the lovely Linds B.
Now . . about these archival pieces Imma be filling in the gaps with. The first one will be coming your way on Tuesday and it’s an ode to the late Kurt Vonnegut. I wrote it on the one year anniversary of his death, and it’s my love letter to him.
The second post from the vault is a ‘lil different. It’s a satirical book review by Joe Pesci (the fictional Joe Pesci, of course). And I wrote it in the voice of the mobster film star, which means to say . . it’s gonna be wronger than a dyslexic taxi cab driver. If you do not wish to read my former bad boy writer self, take a pass on this one.
And if you want to get your foodie fix on this week, go check out Linds B and Ali at their new Instagram page (click here). They’re dishing up delish on the regular, and the pics are as lovely as the ladies who cook ’em up.
So until we meet up again, here’s hoping you can beat the heat and chase the chill as summer heads to halftime. Imma be seeing you on the B side with a groovy spill on my trip up to the country. And I’ll say how do to Jimi and Janis if I happen to run into them. And no, that ain’t code for dropping acid. The only acid I ever dropped was re-flux, so there’s that.
Peace, love and music