Music Typhoon's Devin Gallagher was moved, while touring California, to write a short poem for us from the road. We thought it post-worthy as a Typhoon tour diary, and have asked him to keep them coming. -Casey



sigourney's hairy sweat-cake leg, yellow-white
three day tshirt pack of cigarettes.
beauty found dead: synthesized, packaged, and landfill.
like burger sandwich in and out...   More

Music eternity's gonna smile on us

"if those people are laughing, i'm not going to go talk to them… it takes too much courage"
-confession made by Toby Tanabe in his sleep

We finally got to play a proper game of keesh-kee-kee with Yann & Compa...   More

Music You can't always be happy,
but sometimes you can be really happy

"I deleted the internet; just try googling google."
-Robin Allender

After a day in Santa Barbara we drove south, dropping off Devin at LAX (so he could get to the High Scores & Recor...   More

Music Typhoon's Kyle Morton (along with a rotating cast of his Typhoon bandmates) was kind enough to keep a diary of the band's recent Western tour with french composer/musician Yann Tiersen. This is the first post in a three-part series. Typhoon plays Friday night at Berbati's Pan for the Best New Ba...   More

Music After San Francisco, the tour became more of a vacation for a few days. A show on Haight had be canceled and our Long Beach plans completely fell through at the last minute, so after a night of camping in the desert outside Salinas, we spent an unexpected four night at jordan's very lovely, very hospitable grandp...   More

Music The San Francisco High School Chronicle
Kyle Morton: Drunk, Lonely and Topless

I was apprehensive about meeting Typhoon's Kyle Morton at first—I had heard the rumors: that he was an egotistical, hedonistic, womanizing son-of-a-bitch bastard and he only liked doing interviews inasmuch ...   More

Music So we ended the show in Stonehenge, right? We made a driving schedule, and then proceeded to drive all through the night. Nine and a half hours of continual driving took us to the birthplace of Whitebus. Once everyone arrived, we converged at the Berkeley marina and proceeded to ass out for about…four hour...   More

Music Typhoon arrived to Olympia yesterday in the blazing heat of the mid-afternoon—so we set out for swimming. We were tipped off about a remote lake in an Olympic forest where, allegedly, there were no crowds. We soon found that no one else swam in this lake because it was marbled with oil slicks and smelled l...   More