Our activism in Baltimore needs to be extended to the ballot box.
Tom DiVenti's epic poem moves at punk-rock speed through dark thoughts.
When the Trump furor dies down, the city’s still stuck with a dysfunctional government.
Nothing has changed in The New York Times’ semi-annual boilerplate survey of our “quirky” city.
Suspicion of a new transportation start-up.
Baltimore’s no longer my city.
They’re gone now, but were they ever really there to begin with?
Fond memories of Club Charles.
A snapshot of a possible future.
Remembering those who passed.
It's like I never knew you.
Growing up in Towson, MD in the 1960s, Part VII. Part VI
Growing up in Towson, MD in the 1960s, Part VI. Part V
Growing up in Towson, MD in the 1960s, Part V. Part IV
Growing up in Towson, MD, Part II. First part.
In typical Baltimore style, he didn’t give a fuck, and relished the attention.
Did an underground art scene go unnoticed?
It’s easier living among the Amish.
Catherine Pugh is the wrong mayor at the wrong time.
It’s time to legalize drugs here, but the government will never let that happen.
City nicknames, like Baltimore’s “Charm City,” are mostly dumb.
When Baltimore’s Homewood Deli reigned supreme.
"You've Got Sunshine," with weatherman Bob Turk.
A day-long festival in Baltimore's Druid Hill Park, featuring The Travelin' McCourys, The Seldom Scene, Letitia VanSant and many more. The offical Del Fest pre-party. This Saturday, April 25. Get all the info at their official website.
Splice contributor Mike Apichella releases the Towson-Glen Arm Freakouts Compilation Vol. 1, celebrating the music of the north Baltimore DIY scene during the mid-to-late 90s. You can check out the original essay/timeline from last summer here. Or you can read the press release. Listen to the full, 43-song compilation on Bandcamp, and if you download it for $8 you'll be helping some very worthy causes (Music4More and Grass Roots Crisis).
You can donate (and get some info about the spring season) at indiegogo.
Bloom is out now on SubPop. Watch the band kick it in the Lone Star State below. Pitchfork (and Pink Floyd's Live at Pompeii) made the film possible. More at the band's official website.