by Dan Cunneen I was 14 years old the first time I thought I smoked marijuana. It was in 1977 and I was at my friend Ken Yoder’s house in Gresham, Oregon, a suburb just outside Portland. Ken had been trying to get some weed from his cool uncle all afternoon, but he wasn’t having...
Fuck the Police!
February 6, 2012by DANCUNNEEN
by Dan Cunneen Last Friday I played some rock and roll covers for a couple hours with some pals at their company picnic. After the gig, my friend Tor (the band’s guitarist), and I went back to my house to drop off some equipment, have a nightcap and listen to some music I pulled my...
My Massage: Part One
January 21, 2012by DANCUNNEEN
by Dan Cunneen (A slightly different version of this story appeared in “Bourbondandy” a literary magazine published by Russell Scheidelman. www.bourbondandy.com) When I moved to West Seattle several years ago one of the first things I did after settling in was try to find a good hair stylist. I started my quest at a salon...
by Dan Cunneen The Encore was a cocktail lounge located at 11th avenue between Pike and Pine in Seattle’s Capitol Hill neighborhood. It’s long since closed, but during the early 1990s it was good place for our gang of punk rock misfits to go for a “hard pop” after we finished our shifts at Piecora’s...
by Dan Cunneen I have played music for many years with very marginal (regional) success. Apart from for a brief time in the mid 1990s, I was never able to make a living at it though, and by the late 90s, I was still playing musician while paying my bills by working as a chauffeur...
Dan With The Beatles
January 11, 2012by DANCUNNEEN
This is a poster I made with me Photoshoped as the drummer for the Beatles.