Author Archives: Jesse Conlang
This article is late, but, in a sense, everything is hurtling towards obsolescence anyway. Do you feel the passage of time? Does the fourth, non-spatial dimension offer a sensation as you pass through it? In language, we describe time spatially; … Continue reading
Album art for a song I just released. I really love working in sharpie, on cardboard. I don’t know why. It just feels right. Also, I learned after completing this piece that all the sulphur is from Alberta, which is … Continue reading
Someone broke into my garage, and while I was at the hardware store to get replacement latches and hinges, someone pinched my wallet out of my coat pocket. After cancelling the cards, ordering replacements, filing a police report and requesting … Continue reading
Ok, yeah, I’m a year behind. You know what though? Nobody sent me a single promo disc to review. No press copies, nothing. The most common way that I heard about new music was the randomizer on Youtube, and I … Continue reading
Maybe the most legendary prank in Alberta history. Media: Permanent Marker on T-shirt. You’re welcome for the free advertising, Mountain Equipment Co-op.
Years ago I designed this poster. Slightly less years ago fantastic human Kirk Mitchell turned it into, like a real-looking poster. Now they are for sale through the Edmonton Bicycle Commuters. 100% factual labels for bike parts. Very useful.
(a slightly different version of this post appeared on my facebook page last year.) The neighbourhood where I grew up has been a community of German immigrants since the before it was even part of Edmonton, back when the cycling … Continue reading
There’s this weird thing about music appreciation, where, in our cultural reaction to emotional and subjective pieces of art, we sort music into lists. The 100 best guitar players of all time, best albums of 1975, top 5 track 1 … Continue reading
Quick, what music do you remember from 2001? This song broke records that year, and until I started doing research for this article, I had forgotten about it. I find music is harder to forget than it is to remember, … Continue reading