Context – stressin’ bout my blessins’ Today has been a doozy. Organizing translators. Arranging meetings. Missing out several times on grabbing a Nintendo Switch. I am ready for the weekend indeed. I’m not really into world music, although I can... Continue Reading →
Context - playing schedule-master My wife is tired of my constant enthusiasm about Modern Baseball. She's pretending like she isn't because she loves me and supports my misguided bouts of excitement at new things, but I can see it in... Continue Reading →
Context - reading, probably This is some chill-ass pseudo-pop, pseudo-folk, pseudo-electronic music. I don't know how to describe this genre of music very well, but it's kind of like whatever group you put St. Vincent, Torres, and a whole host-full... Continue Reading →
Context - way too busy at work for this shit R. Kelly is a goddamn genius. A genius who likes to pee on underage girls, but a genius none the less. To bastardize Jerrod Carmichael for a minute, "talent is greater... Continue Reading →
Context - window shopping with my tax refund I haven't felt this stupid and out of touch since 2014. Maybe 2015. I don't remember exactly when this story takes place, but it was at least 2 years ago. I had... Continue Reading →
Context - driving home from Peoria What a weekend, filled with whiskey, writing, and wishing I didn't drink so much of the whiskey. And Jupiter Ascending, which is one of the most stunning movies despite it's complete lack of a serviceable... Continue Reading →
Context - trying to collectively write a screen play Which is harder and more fun than you'd ever think. This is a rad Caribbean-inspired jazz record. But I wasn't paying that much attention what with trying to write. And I... Continue Reading →
Context - driving to Peoria This album goes too long so my review will over-compensate with brevity. Half of this album is super rad. The other half is a waste of time. Which half is which will likely change with... Continue Reading →
Context - obsessing over tiny houses 'Cause they're just so little, you know? It's a super impractical obsession because I have no money, no building skills, and way too many hobbies that need their own dedicated spaces to actually indulge... Continue Reading →
Jason Romagni 