10 entries
My first time in Las Vegas, a short weekend built around No Doubt at the Sphere. A nice hotel, a major concert, the heat and the spectacle, one lucky roulette run, a stranger who wouldn't let go, and a fever on the way home. It was the trip that taught me, very clearly, that Vegas is not my place.
Read entry →A quick Twin Cities weekend with one mission: Lady Gaga's Mayhem Ball. We did the Mall of America, ran our usual pre-show Kura Sushi ritual, and then got absolutely leveled by one of the best concerts we've ever seen.
Read entry →A short October road trip up the Mississippi to a 1920s theater in the corner of Iowa, to watch a friend I met through Twitch, the musician Nalani Proctor, play live on a real stage.
Read entry →A January work trip to the NAMM Show, running an IoT kiosk that let people play pianos remotely across the globe, standing by in case it broke, and wandering the loudest trade floor on earth. It's where I discovered a band I still listen to today.
Read entry →Bloom 06 finally released the tracks I had been playing on loop. From the old hertzelle.com blog.
Read entry →A friend from the old internet, an electronic composer who wrote hundreds of songs before she turned twenty-one, and the archive I built so her music wouldn't disappear.
Read entry →A barely-a-paragraph post of mine from 2005 had a simple theory: when you're down, put on a song you love and turn it up. Here's the very Italian, very Eurodance soundtrack I used to do exactly that.
Read entry →A Europop CD I rediscovered home alone in eighth grade pulled me back into music, carried me through a quiet stretch, and handed me the name I used online for years.
Read entry →The year music went digital and middle school stopped feeling new. Retaking sixth-grade math, parting ways with band, a Coca-Cola machine exploit that paid me back in twelve-packs, and finally noticing nobody had taught me how to study.
Read entry →My first year of middle school, the year everyone lost their minds about Y2K. Band instead of gym, a clarinet I picked by default, a friend named Stanley, and a computer lab full of wasted potential.
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