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BT and orchestra performing at Adrienne Arsht Center for the Performing Arts Last Saturday morning I woke to a nagging alarm and a clock that said “4:00am.” So as to not disrupt my work schedule, I went for the flights that took off at hours that only masochists choose. Thus would start an 8 hour journey to Miami, Florida to see just one musical performance by one of my favorite musicians: BT’s Electronic Opus I could write thousands of words about just how incredible the performance was, but to describe in text the entirety of what was witnessed would be a disservice to the moment and its beauty. Instead, I’ll focus on just one part of the show. As a bit of background, BT is one of the most storied and well respected composers of electronic music. He’s not some EDM hack, but rather an incredible musician whose work has…

Quelling an addiction and considering value in a blank screen. In late 2011, screenwriter Charlie Brooker introduced the television show Black Mirror to the world that had yet to fully embrace smartphones. In fact, in Q3 of 2014 there were nearly as many smartphones sales as the entirety of 2011 when the series was released. The show is a Twilight Zone-like experience but one far more intimate and scary because it deals with the darkness of something that’s very close to us — our smartphones. Brooker explained the title of the series: If technology is a drug — and it does feel like a drug — then what, precisely, are the side-effects? This area — between delight and discomfort — is where Black Mirror, my new drama series, is set. The ‘black mirror’ of the title is the one you’ll find on every wall, on every desk, in the palm of every hand: the cold, shiny screen of…

Re-dedicating myself to some of my favorite hobbies, starting with photography For years I’ve collected hobbies—seemingly always finding a new one shortly after growing bored with the last one. But recently I realized just how much I’ve let two of my passions — photography and playing music, languish. So rather than let either fall by the wayside I’m throwing myself right back in the deep end. In his book Outliers, Malcom Gladwell suggested that it takes 10,000 hours of practice to master something. Here’s to the first few being knocked out. Shooting with an SLR since 2005, I’ve taken a lot of photos over the years. Thanks to the wonders of editing RAW photos a lot of new life can be breathed into old photos. Now, rather than just jump back out shooting again it’s time to slow down and practice one part of photography that I’ve never been an expert in—editing.…

A Twitter poll, turned tribute to our fathers and the careers that put food on our family’s tables Later in the evening of Father’s Day, I was thinking about my dad (pictured above) and his not-too-common job of being a coal miner in Illinois. He’s been working in that mine since before I was born (I turn 30 in a month), and will be there for a little while longer before he retires. Despite the backbreaking labor, incredible risks, and long hours, he’s been there this whole time to provide for my family. This got me thinking about how so many of our fathers are unsung heroes, and sparked a desire to know what everyone else’s dads did for their jobs. So I sent a tweet, and started a hashtag https://twitter.com/mg/status/478350255646195712 For the next few hours the tweets rolled in and each one, I retweeted. 86 responses in total! It was so…

AP/Sigmund Freud MuseumIn “Everywhere I go I find a poet has been there before me.” – Sigmund Freud Ever since Medium launched, I was intrigued by the idea of a blog platform that wasn’t centered on one’s own profile. At first, it wasn’t something that appealed to me – why would I want to write somewhere that didn’t inherently grow my own audience? As I saw more and more written here, a change started to occur in my thinking. The basis of my friction with Medium was in my own ego. On the internet, we’re constantly surrounded with and barraged by things that can boost or damage our ego, though mostly just things to bolster. With or without realizing it, we’re seeking out more followers, more likes, more comments, more page views, etc. etc. etc. to feed our ego. So with Medium, where there isn’t a public display of follower count (or at…

I was just your average Midwestern kid going to community college, hoping to get a degree in graphic design. I was working at Best Buy and doing some web design on the side while playing in a band occasionally. You know, normal stuff. But sometime during that summer, I discovered a small blood stain near the waistband of my boxer shorts as I was preparing some laundry. Queue the freakout.