Mindful Noodling

Gonzalo visited Tokyo recently, and returned with the following ruminations on ramen, in the form of haiku of course. Without further ado:

Five Bowls of Ramen

Tools of the Trade

This week, a new photo from the lens of Bonehand. Without further ado:

Wall of Sound

Can it get any Heavier?

There's more Metal on the menu this week, as I review Friday's Nile show at Seattle's Studio Seven. Without further ado:

Nile, Studio Seven, Seattle. July 13, 2007

Featuring DAATH and ChthoniC, with Beltfed Weapon, Vulgarizer and Gift of Prophecy.

Straight Outta Scotland!

This week, I am thrilled to present a short story from a newcomer to Bonehand.com, Chloe Nightingale. A true renaissance woman, Chloe is a musician, web designer, and crafter extraordinaire, as well as a good friend of the SkaMama. Earlier this week I had a chance to read this tremendously cool piece she wrote, and I knew it was perfect for the site. Fortunately, she hardly made me beg at all to let me present it here. So, without further ado:

Elsie

Time to give something back...

When I first started Bonehand.com six months ago, it was merely my own humble effort to establish a freeform, hand-crafted creative outlet for me and my friends. I had no hope whatsoever that it would ever develop any sort of a following. However, in recent weeks
the sheer volume of wonderful feedback and encouragement that has been cramming my email box has been overwhelming! So much so, that I can think of no better way to repay your kindness than by answering your mail personally! So, without Further ado:

Bonehand's Big Ol' Mail Sack, Vol. 1

A Bony Fist Full of Metal!

I have been somewhat remiss in my discussions of The Metal as of late, so this week I remedy all with an epic concert review. Without further ado:

Summer Slaughter Tour featuring Necrophagist: Seattle, 6/20/07

Young hearts, be free, tonight...

This week on Bonehand.com: I would like to present an affecting piece of short fiction exploring sex, pain and memory, from the pen of my friend T S Holub. Note: Adult language and themes within.

Without further ado,

I You