Shawn C. Baker
Shawn lives in sometimes sunny San Pedro, California with his beautiful wife Sara and their two cats Lily and Thompson. He works full time at a bookstore for bread but spends 90% of the rest of his time writing novels, screenplays and opinionated soapboxes that, although sometimes crass, are really just meant tomake the world a better place. Shawn drinks coffee all day and good beer all night. He loves comics even more than he loves movies, but he loves music most of all.
Blogs by this Author
I've been meaning to pick up some old Sinead O'Connor records for quite a few years now. Some time around the turn of the century (sounds funny saying that, right?) I had dug out an old VHS that I'd v...
I've mentioned here before how I get my comics shipped to me every month from back at my favorite comic shop Amazing Fantasy* in Chicago (Tinley Park technically). Yesterday my stash from September ar...
A lot of the time I am the kind of guy who takes sides with his favorite musicians. I know it's kind of stupid but I just can't help it. I've been head over heels with The Clash for some time now and ...
Now, I know that's a pretty incendiary title for a blog. And let me assure you all, I will one day visit Switzerland. I'm not saying 'fuck you' to the Swiss people, who like any other country of peopl...
I have a bad habit. I look at books and make judgments based on their covers.Now, I am not a racist. Nor am I, I hope, a moron. But for some reason I do this judging thing to books despite knowing, co...
The first time I heard the band Brand New's 2006 album The Devil and God are Raging Inside Me I was not prepared to be bowled over the way I was. I'd heard a little bit of the band before and had dism...
Miles Davis. What does that name mean to you? To most folks into music it is a force to be revered and reckoned with. Saying his name incites one to reflect on key phrases such as: Legend. Master. Inn...
You're standing in a music store, walking up and down the rows of browsers, glaring at the ever-present images of over-marketed flavor-of-the-days and pop jailbait canon fodder. You're looking for som...
in Kanye West's mouth. No, not just a rag, a rag soaked in ether. Yeah, yeah, that way he'll keel over in grogginess and then it'll be easier to flip a match at him from a safe distance and watch him ...
I am so sick and tired of the following scenario:I am in a bar with friends. Black Sabbath comes up. I go on my soapbox about how unbelievable the Ozzy years were, peaking with the mind-boggling 'SABO...
