Granite State of Mind

Ode to Chelsea Paolini, whose shining light burned out too soon

The last time I saw Chelsea Paolini was in the parking lot at WKXL in Concord two summers back.  She had just done a performance on Granite State of Mind and was ripping on a bowl of smoke before her ride back to Dover.  The video attached to this story is of that performance.  And as you can see, Chelsea is on her game, looking strong, tanned and present, belting out an original, as she always did. READ MORE

Granite State of Mind

There are a number of things I hate about COVID-19 but my inability to whiff No. 2 ain’t one of them

Losing my sense of smell has been delightful. Yes, it has.  I don’t need to smell. I’ve come to grips with it. And there was little internal wrestling involved. I bowed immediately, pledging my devotion to the consequences – if one chooses to call it that.  In fact, I’d be okay if I never smell anything or anyone ever again.   READ MORE

Granite State of Mind

My brother, the prophet: ‘Trump’s gonna burn the place down before he goes, and everyone in his way’

Trump is no gangster. Let’s get that straight. If he wasn’t President and insulated and you were able to get up into his face, he would 100 percent crawl into his fat neck and hide from a real fight. That’s the man Don Trump is.  He’s no tough guy, and I doubt he has either ever thrown a punch or taken one to the face in his life. READ MORE