Posts Tagged ‘Saturnine’

In which The Gay Recluse becomes increasingly obsessed with the George Washington Bridge. For the past ___ years, I’ve been neglecting my guitars and amplifiers; for example, I stored my ‘blackface’ 1960s Fender Princeton Reverb at my friend John’s house, and everything else sat in the forgotten recesses of closets, which is not exactly the […]


In which The Gay Recluse records and tumbles. Hey fans of the British Invasion (by which we mean the one with Spacemen 3 and My Bloody Valentine)! Why not tumble on over to the latest in Saturnine Death Culture at Sea — recorded by us like five seconds ago on this very laptop — where […]


In which The Gay Recluse writes a song for Saturday morning. Oh hai! So apparently WordPress.com (on which The Gay Recluse is hosted) doesn’t allow you to upload MP3s, but for those souls interested in hearing our first musical composition since like forever, why not tumble on over to our Tumblr blog and have a […]


In which The Gay Recluse becomes increasingly obsessed with the George Washington Bridge. Summer was a waste. “I, too am obsessed with the George Washington Bridge, and have been ever since as stoned youths me and my friends cavorted in the park on the New Jersey side that is directly below the place where the […]


In which The Gay Recluse relives his past as an indie rocker.  Hey everyone,  Saturnine is the WMBR “Breakfast of Champions” band of the week, which means you should tune into the legendary MIT station and rock out to some classic Saturnine! For more info: http://wmbr.org/shows/boc/BotW.php    


In which The Gay Recluse becomes increasingly obsessed with the George Washington Bridge. Date of Photographs: April 13, 2008 The clouds over the bridge were riveting today. It made us remember: once we were in Vermont, on tour with the band. We were eating dinner at a restaurant overlooking Lake Champlain. (The sixth great lake.) […]


That cloud overhead — you really don’t recognize it? That hovering and inescapable dread, which makes New Year’s the longest Sunday of the year, particularly now that we no longer have to endure the last day in August before returning to school? No, it’s not so much the prospect — or let’s be honest, the […]