Chris Cappello
I write sometimes. Sometimes people read what I write, but not often.
I like to smell everything in Yankee Candle and pretend I'm traveling to far off lands. I don't like too many "nah nah's" in songs. I like my coffee black.
I recorded a solo album in 1998 with 9 original songs and a cover of "She Came in Through the Bathroom Window" because I knew the chords. Hardly anyone has heard it.
I haven’t done this in a couple years, so I decided it was time to do this again, mainly for my own amusement. Thanks to Spotify, though, I can now share the god-awful music I listen to with everyone else. I’ve compiled this playlist, not necessarily by what […]
There’s no doubt Hurricane Sandy has left many victims in the greater New York and New Jersey area in its wake. Thousands of people are without power and food for the 4th day in a row. The spirit of camaraderie and together-ness has slowly begun to devolve into […]
Adam Yauch, otherwise known as MCA of the Beastie Boys, died on Friday. He was 47 years old. I will miss him greatly. I’ve followed Adam for over 25 years, ever since the Beastie Boy’s debut album Licensed to Ill came out in 1986. I was 14-years-old; young […]
This is a view of a successful assassination of a dangerous, devious, and deadly deer (Hey, alliteration!!) observed earlier today. How apropos that I spotted this on the 48th anniversary of another famous assassination. President John F. Kennedy was killed on November 22nd, 1963 in Dallas. Lee Harvey […]
I was driving home from my MBA classes earlier tonight and, as I do with my countless hours in the car, I started flipping through the Sirius XM channels. I was trying to find something that made me linger longer than 10 seconds. My test during shorter car […]
One Saturday night in the fall of 1987, right after my 15th birthday when my family moved from Long Island to upstate New York, my musical tastes radically changed forever. It was the moment that I was watching MTV and saw the video for “It’s the End of […]
This is a view of the open lid of my 12-cup coffee maker, a.k.a Darth Venti from the planet Starbucks. He is evil to the core and has seduced me with his magnificent powers. I am virtually powerless to his teachings and his mastery of the Dark Roast. […]
I miss Elliott Smith a lot. I didn’t know him personally, but I knew his music. He would appear on my CMJ New Music Monthly CDs quite often back in the last 1990s, either as a member of Heatmiser or as a solo artist during the pre-Good Will […]
This is a view of the most meaningful photograph I’ve ever been a part of, outside of any pictures with my family. On this day of remembrance, it’s only fitting that I say a couple words about this. I don’t want to get into the “where were you” […]
This is a view of “A Royal Pain in the Ass: Part II” in the Southern Tier of New York. The entire area is flooded again. This version sucks just as much, if not worse, than the original. It’s a nightmare. This picture was taken this afternoon in […]