Out of the blue. The Canadian Thanksgiving is coming. I know. I know. But it’s not about Thanksgiving; it’s about me. And of course, music matters. It heals.
A lot of people think this time of the year is about football. Wrong. If you’re going to Rutgers University. It’s not about football, according to the Harlem Herald, because American news matters. I used to play rep football. I went to Florida in a tournament and everything. Football is really great, but whatever.
I spent the Technossance and even a little more time following media, studying it and paying attention. No more. I got what I needed from Hollywood. I studied the playbook, but it’s done. No more Regis & Kathy Lee in the morning. No more Howard Stern or Boomer & Gio or Conan, because it should be about me. David Spade looks a little like “Kato” Kaelin, and he sounds fine on the podcast, but I’m done. And I’m still offended Lorne Michaels didn’t let me produce the spin-off to Saturday Night Live. I thought “Sunday Night Live” would’ve been good.
I’m retired. Still doing this journal, but I’ve started consuming my own media.
Maybe everything is owned by Brewington Brewery and not Lionheart, or maybe it’s confusing. Not to me. I don’t care. I put on a record and groove.
Top 5 Songs:
- “Rough and Twisted” by The Rolling Stones ‧ 2026.
- “Follow Me Down” by The Pretty Reckless ‧ 2014.
- “Helena Beat” by Foster The People ‧ 2011.
- “A Hard Day’s Night” by The Beatles ‧ 1964.
- “Rock is Dead” by The Doors ‧ 1969.
“Rock is Dead” has many live versions. I got to thinking. We’re all getting older here. What about that missing person? What if it’s me? But we just carry on.
Some people wanted me to cut out the Daniel Blowden crap. And I did. I killed off the character in my adult fiction. Saved Ottis and it was almost worth it, but the Indigenous warlord superhero had to go and so no more Daniel Blowden. I still really liked his Thanksgiving, but I don’t know what happened to the turkey.
I bought myself a Daniel Blowden Show hoodie just because I wanted one. It wasn’t part of a marketing campaign; there was no big promotion, and I wasn’t trying to sell anything. I just wanted to wear my own hoodie with my own show on it, and sometimes that’s reason enough. Just put on the hoodie, looked in the mirror, and thought, “Yep, that’s pretty great,” and now I can go about my day.
God, the music from his radio shows were good. The hoodie’s not bad, either.
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