9/16/2023 0 Comments Gaslight coffee“What goes best with a cup of coffee? Another cup.” As I pored over Henry Rollins’ poetry book, Black Coffee Blues, I stumbled upon a passage that hit me right in my bleeding gut. Sure, I can openly fan girl the hell out and proclaim my undying love for coffee and bikes and music and all of the things in this world that make me happy, but the dark stuff? That’s a type of hardcore that I still have trouble embracing.Īfter years of avoiding coping with death, heartbreak, and disappointment, I stumbled into a survival strategy. We’re gonna talk coffee, we’re gonna blare some tunes, and we’re probably-definitely-maybe gonna get misty eyed.įeelings are a rascally lil topic that doesn’t find its way into my everyday vernacular all that often, let alone in my writing. This week’s installment of Give Up The Roast is skin-diving across those pesky things called feelings in the name of musical reverence and caffeinated exploration. These are the questions that occupy my mind during twilight bike rides through my city as I guzzle coffee until my heart feels like it’ll flutter out of my chest and anytime I blast Deafheaven until my ears wave in surrender. How does one lament for relationships gone unconsummated, memories never burned into recognition, and the inevitable misfires that leave us fumbling into the future? A tad more weight bears on freckled shoulders. While summer is rife with romances suspended in moon glow air and nights that inexplicably bleed into day, the season also boasts an undercurrent of reminders of all that’s changed. Kicking the ol’ coffee column off on a painfully self-aware note? Hell yeah, but it’s a valid question one that begs for an answer nearly every summer, as the melting of spring makes way for the slow burn of sunlight and sentience. How do you mourn something that was never real? So come on all you coffee shop novelists, DIY freaks, and connoisseurs of fine taste - keep your mind here in the GUTR and catch a buzz with us. Here, columnist Shannon Shreibak investigates all of the notes, from fruit rinds and spices to perfect fifths smothered in grinding distortion. Give Up The Roast is a column that collides delicious caffeine with wild thrashing a la a bi-monthly coffee and punk album pairing - the perfect combination for perking you up during that midday slump.
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