Two places you can find my writing today:
I have a short story in PIVOT Literature‘s very first issue. Years ago I started a story featuring Adam and Eve’s domestic troubles, and I gave it an update. You can read “The Hole in Everything” here.
For my tenth article with DJBooth, I had the chance to reflect on one of my all-time albums, Kanye West’s Yeezus. It turns five today, and I wrote about its creator, his followers, and his detractors. You can read “Listeners in the Hands of a Projected God” here.
As always, thanks for reading.
In 2014, I began an era of artistic output known as The Age of Solitude, which included letters of poetry mailed out and culminated in the release of the 2016 album, my anxious age. In conjunction with my performance of the album, I wrote a short film that Noël Wiggins produced and directed. Previously unshared, the film is available for your viewing here.
2017 was full of personal growth and joy in the midst of a revealing and painful year for our society. The albums that provided the soundtrack to my year reflect those two poles, with much of what I listened to providing a prophetic voice for troubled times.
This is also my fifth year noting my favorite albums in a year, so I took some time to see how my past years lined up with my current view on the albums listed then. In 2013, almost every album stayed in my rotation, but in 2014, only three did. I was mostly right about 2015, and last year, in 2016, I would go back and move Solange and ScHoolboy Q up to the spots right under Frank Ocean. We’ll see how this year stacks up, but for now, here are the albums that provided the soundtrack to my year.
I have a new piece published in Dallas-based AUSTERE Magazine, a journal by very cool people doing incredible work. Check them out.
My piece, “Trophy Kids,” can be read here. You can also purchase a print edition from their online shop. You might recognize the name “Trophy Kids” from the zine I released with my album, which is available for purchase here. The name is a defense of the millennial generation, but I’ll let you see for yourself what I mean. Thanks for reading. More soon.