The Verbs are a favorite local band. I heard “Burnt Out Star” on Little Steven’s Underground Garage a year or so ago, and bought their album Trip because I enjoyed it so much. I imagine Jay Desmarteaux cruising around to it after he maxed out of Rahway, in the Challenger he takes from one of the men he did time for.
You can listen to more of their songs on their website, but their Facebook page is better for getting news. I hope to see them play sometime soon.
Filed under Music, Song in my Head This Week, Uncategorized
Thomas Pluck writes unflinching fiction with heart. His stories have appeared in Big Pulp, Needle, Stupefying Stories, The Utne Reader Burnt Bridge, [PANK] magazine, Crime Factory, Spinetingler, Beat to a Pulp, McSweeney's Internet Tendency and elsewhere. He edits the Lost Children charity anthologies to benefit PROTECT: The National Association to Protect Children, and writes The Big Eat, the burger and greasy spoon column for Devil Gourmet.
"The Story of O Street" in Oh Sandy: An Anthology of Humor for a Serious Cause***
"Kamikaze Death Burgers at the Ghost Town Cafe" in Feeding Kate
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"Acapulcolypse" in Nightfalls: Notes from the End of the World
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"The Rock Ridge Ringer" in Hills of Fire: Bare-Knuckle Yarns of Appalachia
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"Train" in Shotgun Honey Presents: Both Barrels
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"Garbage Man" in Beat to a Pulp: Superhero
"Six Feet Under God" in Grift #1
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"Free Bird" in Off the Record: A Charity Anthology; benefits children's literacy
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"short and mean and well-written." - James Reasoner
"Black-Eyed Susan" in Beat to a Pulp: Hardboiled
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The Lost Children: A Charity Anthology (Amazon Kindle & Paperback)
(editor) and story "Little Sister"
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They’re fun. Reminds me of something, but can’t quite think what. The group that sang “Magenta,” maybe?