During a lazy moment last week (“But I thought all your moments were lazy…”), I sat flipping through Time Out Chicago when I came across an article about Chicago musician Joel Styzens. With a music degree in percussion from Milikin University, Styzens was working odd drum gigs around town and teaching at Old Town School of Folk Music when, in 2006, he awoke to a painful ringing in his ears; it was the onset of tinnitus (the misinterpretation of some neurological signals as sound) with an accompanying dose of hyperacusis (agonizing sensitivity to certain frequencies). The sudden debilitation forced Styzens to reimagine his future, one where he wasn’t a percussionist.
Monthly Archives: June 2010
There was a time when it was socially acceptable to drink before noon. That time, sadly, is no more. (Look up “New York debaucherous brunch” for the exception, but I have been told on many occasions that “breakfast Scotch” is strictly off limits.) In those mornings of that more enlightened time, it was normal to have a “hair of the dog” kind of drink which, while I’m not sure helped cure your hangover, at least made it less terrible. Chief among these quaffs of yore was one of the best pre-prohibition classics passed down to today, the Corpse Reviver #2. While one glass would wake a corpse up, Harry Croddock, esteemed barman at the Savoy Hotel in London and author of The Savoy Cocktail Book, said that, “four taken in swift succession will unrevive the corpse again.” Continue reading
I recently returned to the Motherland for a family event, and afterwards stayed for a week back home in Toronto. Unfortunately, I now see some family and friends only once every six to eighteen months, a far cry from the three to five days a week during our youth. Sharing laughs and nostalgia always makes for a good night out.