Last of the Big-Time Fuck Ups?
BOING!
What is the sound of a flying tambourine?
September 1, 2026


With BJM now taking nearly a year off from the road, I have come to realize that this is impossibly my 20th anniversary of having rejoined the band, and for what has since become my post-Dig!-documentary “touring years.” So I’ve found myself now reflecting back to how it all started, or rather restarted, flash-flipping through the memories of my mind, like turning photo album pages or hitchhiking a memory thumb ride through my phone photos, which I guess I just did but have now switched back over to the mind version to write this.

