Tag Archives: music

Ritual de lo Habitual

Posted on September 17, 2026 by John Biscello

I had a decision to make. The world was ending, again. It had ended several times before. To be more accurate: many worlds had ended many times. Anyway, on one hand, there was the imminent end of the world, a … Continue reading →

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Bop

Posted on September 17, 2026 by John Biscello
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9/17/26

Posted on September 17, 2026 by John Biscello

As I sit here at my desk waiting for the world to end (again)—the collective hunch and shrug of mass many keeping future tense at peak volume—I think I will write. That seems as good and fine of a thing … Continue reading →

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Neo-Folk

Posted on September 3, 2026 by John Biscello

Everything always going on. People worry about everything not going on but what they’re really saying beneath the waves what they’re subliminally saying and worrying about is them not going on. Everything going on and them not. How to reconcile … Continue reading →

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Morphic Trespass

Posted on August 5, 2026 by John Biscello

New vinyl has officially dropped.The back story goes like this:  Musician, Ben Wright, and I, played together for many years, at many venues and gigs, performing our eclectic bop and groove fusion of spoken word and bass (occasionally accompanied by drums, … Continue reading →

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Pub Day

Posted on April 14, 2026 by John Biscello

Hola, community far and wide, I wanted to share the news that my sixth novel, No One Dreams in Color, has officially been released (April 14). Thank you to Unsolicited Press for playing the role of caring midwife in helping to … Continue reading →

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Chelsea Hotel #3

Posted on November 24, 2025 by John Biscello

   We Are Ugly But We Have the Music.    This is our title, our collective moniker, our flagless flag, denominating no allegiances, no cultural attachments, no geo-political persuasions. None of that. We dwell underground, or to be more accurate, … Continue reading →

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Monk’s Dream (Take Five)

Posted on October 29, 2025 by John Biscello
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Scraps

Posted on October 14, 2025 by John Biscello

Each one of us are curating our own reality, our own collections. Philosophy is a crooked thumb trying to hitch a lift to the stars. I listen to the wind sing, but can’t understand the words. The No Trespassing sign … Continue reading →

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Because the Night

Posted on October 14, 2025 by John Biscello

Half-punk-scarecrow, half-mystic-urchin, Patti Smith seems to exist on the yellowed edges of saudade: the time-carved café table, the books she carried with her on her trips (as trusted and beloved companions), the way she packs light like The Fool, her … Continue reading →

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