Michael L. Walsh

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  • 4 years ago | Essays

    What are the first words that pop into your head when you hear the phrase "folk music"? Jangly acoustic guitars? Yup, good. Warbling falsettos? Got it, sure. Searing, supersonic jazz/classical fusion flute solos? What's that? No? Not at all? WTF? ...

  • 5 years ago | Essays

    I love abstract art. But like all true love, it's conditional. Paint a single orange dot in the corner of a 12-foot blank canvas? Stupendous. Glue a bunch of Kleenex boxes to an old refrigerator? Riveting. But I have one caveat. Get as goofy as yo...

  • 5 years ago | Longform

    When Dameun Strange was a little kid, he would lie awake night after night watching a shadowy figure of a man wearing a fedora whisper to him in his bedroom. He would strain as hard as he could to understand what the specter was saying, but he cou...

  • 5 years ago | Longform

    I'm a sucker for stereotypes. I'm not proud of it, and I do my damnedest to consciously try and deny them, but my subconscious is inexorably pulled in by their sinister gravity. Especially when it comes to poseurs. That's why it was so self-effaci...

  • 5 years ago | Essays

    A tangle of black cables snakes around Guante's (a.k.a. Kyle Myhre's) feet. His hands are thrust into the pockets of a black hoodie, and a black cap is pulled tightly down over his head. Head bowed, his focus is on the ground at his feet. In a few...

  • 5 years ago | Essays

    Who are Dan and Matt Wilson? Hmm. The names seem familiar enough. Aren't they those Vikings players embroiled in some unending legal battle? No, wait, didn't one of them write that "Closing Time" song back in the '90s? Semisonic, right? Right. But...