Tag Archives: music

All That Jazz

Posted on April 4, 2025 by John Biscello

In the Beginning was the Be All End All, and from out of lidless silence and void emerged a beat, hailing another beat, and it wasn’t long before the Universe, speaking in tongues and verses, was percussin’ its ass off … Continue reading →

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Here, Now

Posted on April 2, 2025 by John Biscello

All is a mutable feast, a panoply and paragon of lore and dropped beats, of here, and not here, all at once— effect upon the cause are the visionary takes of the radiant children, sampling source-feed from stunning slates of … Continue reading →

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Sonata of the I

Posted on April 1, 2025 by John Biscello

The hatless pilgrim, roving this way and that, a man embodying the virtues of scat (in every sense of the word), roving through starched cardstock fields in search of an impossible flower and its stingy nettles—proud, pistil-engraved, the flower’s gullet … Continue reading →

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In Praise of Patti Smith

Posted on March 28, 2025 by John Biscello
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Because the Night

Posted on March 27, 2025 by John Biscello

In lyrical, abetted praise of Patti Smith, white witch torchbearer of punk mettle and lightning bones— She, wildly grown and gutter-starred, remains in love and swelling thrall to the Romantic timbre and clash of Rimbaud’s unrelenting wake, or Plath’s penning … Continue reading →

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Outlaw Country

Posted on March 19, 2025 by John Biscello

“Outlaw Country,” an excerpt from my novel, None So Distant, published in Spare Parts Literary Magazine as part of their From the Desk series: Reports of fringy lore on lost highways. Point-counterpoint in a twangy battle of wills. Stay tuned. … Continue reading →

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Kerouac

Posted on November 8, 2024 by John Biscello

Kerouac whizzed and hummed. He lived with smoldering zest a crumbling highway within. He took to this unlighted highway, equal parts tour guide and lost little lamb, nuzzling a candle, believing that even the littlest light would make him brave, … Continue reading →

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Through a Screen Darkly

Posted on October 15, 2024 by John Biscello

(A review of Lisa 2, v1.0, by Nicholas Rombes) It begins in an irremediable present-tense, a limbo of cirrus and gray, in which the voice of a man, functioning out of narrative necessity, becomes spectral detective to the story of … Continue reading →

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Blue Star trilogy

Posted on August 30, 2024 by John Biscello

After completing my most recent novel, Worlds Last Imagined, it, along with two other novels–No One Dreams in Color and None So Distant–comprise what I’m calling my Blue Star trilogy (2020-2024). The blue star reference pertains, at least in its … Continue reading →

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Cowpunk at the Purgatory Corral

Posted on August 30, 2024 by John Biscello

Excerpt from my novel, None So Distant: We are out here on all fours panting in the sun the bleary merciless maraschino sun burning us. It has been a long while one of those spells that feels foreverish out here … Continue reading →

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