It’s a new year and all my resolutions have to do with being good and getting my shambolic finances in order. In an effort to cut back in a major area of spending, I’ve resolved to greatly reduce my traveling this year. Of course, I just moved to Europe so staying home is not the insane sacrifice I make it out to be. Nonetheless, for a globetrotting …

At any given moment there are so many strange and terrible things going on in the world, so many conspiracies unto violence, corruption, and human suffering that it can get you down on the whole idea of weirdness. Luckily, in the world of music there are still so many fantastically bizarre and good things that we can open our arms wide …

Every once in a while I find myself slipping into grumpy old lady mode with music, losing interest in anything new. I go into dusty basements and digging my head in boxes to pull out my cassette tapes and old LPs, content to listen to the oldies, certain nothing worthwhile will ever come out. Two to three months of non-stop Christmas music …

I just got back from a month of almost non-stop travel and I honestly don’t want to think about flying again for a long while. So when this track from Swedish group Air France landed in my mailbox I almost didn’t open it, but, boy, am I glad I did! Coming from the fantastic people over at Sincerely Yours, this song has all the empty space, dreaminess…

While we’re always stoked when our long-suffering single friends find love it can be hard not to get resentful if they are always hidden away in the throes of said love. So it is awesome when we can — at least get news — from the frontlines of romantic delirium and a little message to know they care. It’s even better when that message comes…

There’s something about coming home for the holidays that always makes me think about the radical choices I’ve made and how very very far from home I’ve roamed. While I’m happy with the choices I’ve made (many in the name of love), I do like to occasionally sneak a little peek at the alternate world I could have chosen, the world I dwell…

Sometimes we boinkologists are so busy being savvy and cutting edge that we turn irreverence into a religion. However there is often something to be gained from exploring and reimagining the classics: whether it be revelling in the lo-fi ness of a wildly creative HTML coded site (like MIA’s technicolor explosion) or rediscovering the pleasures…

Anyone who’d wager to take an in-depth review of my dating record could probably easily discern that I have not always been the world’s best judge of character. For that reason, Mr. Right sometimes turned into Mr. “Your Check Bounced and So Have All My Pleading Emails To You” and other such follies. Lucky for me, my bad judgement…

Sometimes though the mood is right, the conditions are not superb for getting it on. Recently it’s been freezing in my bedroom and though I know the radiator is on (I’ve touched it, it’s hot!) it doesn’t stop my sheets from feeling icy cold as I slide into bed. Chattering teeth might be adorable to others, but it doesn’t make this boinkologist feel her sexiest…

Some songs were just born from a happy place to make you feel happy and warm and fuzzy inside. One of the happiest places around is undoubtedly Canada, despite the painfully cold winters, they keep churning out some of the most upbeat and wholesome tracks around. Sometimes we savvy high-tech early-adopter types folks can get so wrapped…