I just got the following email from nerdcore rapper, Mikal kHill:

Human Disaster is two years old!

My best (and possibly most slept on?) album, Human Disaster, 50% off for the next 5 days with the coupon code bawlingoutofcontrol

Produced entirely by myself and featuring musical contributions from Andy Weant, Jessamine Thursday & Cecil Decker and collaborations with friends like Ceschi, Tribe One, Sulfur & more. Probably my darkest work, an extremely personal record that marks the longest I have *ever* taken worked on a single release.

Hit up https://mikalkhill.bandcamp.com to grab the record and use the code at checkout.

And so, in order to join in on the celebration, I thought I'd repost my review of the album from back then. Here you go:

The following was originally posted on November 28, 2016.

I just finished listening to Mikal kHill's newest release, Human Disaster. Twice, actually . . . in a row.

Having done so, I wanted to share my thoughts.

Now, I've probably said this before, but when it come to reviewing something, be it a television show, movie, comic, album, or book, I'm not very good at it. I know what I love, I'm just not all that great of explaining why I love it. But I'm going to do my best here. Just know this one simple fact. Human Disaster is a great album and I am a big fan of Mikal KHill.

And there's a reason I'm a fan . . . dude can write.

Before I get into the LP, for those not aware of who Mikal kHill is, here's his bio from Bandcamp:

I make nerdcore rap about videogames, zombies, and feeling bad.

Co-creator of the Browncoats Mixtape & Slytherin Mixtape with Adam WarRock. 1/4th of NOFRIENDS. Founder of the ThoughtCriminals.

Straight from the gate, track one, Badlands, the beat booms out of my ear buds and I can't help but bob my head.

The beat/music is a big thing for me. I mean, you can have great lyrics, you can rhyme with the best of them, but if you're doing all that on top of weak beats then I'm never going to hear word one.

I don't know if he writes all the beats and music himself, but Mikal kHill has some of the best beats in the business. I mean, maybe it's my ear buds, but this album straight up thunders in my ears.

Take track five, Daddy Works. The beat is simple, but elegant. It proves what I've been saying for a long time (not here, but I have been saying it): Less is more. Not always, you have to do it right, and Mikal kHill does it spot on with this track.

And the lyrics? Well, I'll use Daddy Works again. I'm a father of three, and I work two jobs, meaning I'm not around as much as I'd like. Daddy Works hits me on so many levels and the song makes me want to jump in my car and speed home.

Another track that stands out to me is Spent our Lives on Fire featuring Tribe One. This one may very well be my favorite song on the album.

A common theme of Nerdcore rap is sharing the spotlight. Meaning, guest rappers and/or singers. And Human Disaster has it's fair share.

Tribe One, Ceschi Ramos, cecilnick of Autocorrect, Sulfur, Clara Bizna$$, Shane Hall, and RUUNE all send some time with Mikal kHill on this LP. Tribe One and Sulfur are two of my favorite Mikal kHill colaborators. The others, I'm encountering for the first time on this album, but I'm going to be keeping an eye out for them.

So there it is, my thoughts on Human Disaster. Why do I love it? Because it hits all my buttons for rap: Great lyrics, rhymes, flows, beats, and music.

If you're a fan of rap music, you should check out Human Disaster.

You can preview it here by clicking this link.

Or just click the album cover:



OK folks, if you are at all interested, the spider bite is still hanging around.

It is, however, much better. I'm hoping that by this time next week it will be gone and I'll be dealing with some new ailment.

So for now, there will be no more talk of spider bites, unless I'm talking about Spider-man.

I hit my 4,000 word goal for the week, writing both a Piñata chapter and a Norman Oklahoma chapter.

I was originally thinking about waiting until most of Volume 2 of The Adventures of Norman Oklahoma was complete before posting it each Thursday. But I think instead I'll only wait until this one story is complete. Only 10 more chapters to go there.

Well, maybe I'll start earlier than that.

I'll let you know.

I recently finished listening to Mistborn: The Final Empire by Brian Sanderson. Read by Michael Kramer.

My friend Harold recommended this book to me. He told me that I should read it.

I, of course, told him no. I mean, he's not my father.

Not that I base what I read on the suggestions of my father.

But then, my father has suggested some damn fine books to me in the past.

Just not this one.

No, Harold suggested this one. Who, as I stated previously, is not my father.

In the end, I decided not to read it. Figured I'd listen to it instead.

Mistborn is a fantasy novel set on a world in which the sun is red, ash never stops falling from the sky, and a creepy mist comes out every night scaring folks.

In this world there are the nobility, and the skaa.

The nobility rule, the skaa do all the work and are treated like animals.

Everything is ruled over by a guy they call The Lord Ruler, who is both king and god.

There is magic in this world. It is call Allomancy. This allows those born with the gift to swallow, and then "burn" certain metals to give them certain powers. This is more common among the nobility, but there are skaa Allomancers as well due to cross breeding.

Most Allomancers can only burn one metal, and therefore have only one power. For example: Burn pewter and you get supernatural strength. Burn tin and you have supernatural hearing and sight.

There are those however, rare individuals, who can burn each of the Allomantic metals and thus can use all of the powers. These they call Mistborns.

One such Mistborn is a skaa thief named Kelslier who uses his abilities, and those of his crew, to plan a rebellion.

I wasn't sure about this book at first. I know this will sound stupid, but I was put off by the red sun and the constant falling ash. The world, to me, just felt annoying. I tried to imaging it on the screen and felt that the falling ash would get old real quick, and the lighting (due to the sun) would work my nerves.

Plus, I thought the magic was weird. They have to carry vials of metal with them and swallow them to use their magic. What kind of crap is that?

Yet, I continued to listen. And I'm glad I did. This was a really good book, and I'm now 9 hours into the next one in the series, The Well of Ascension.

The book is read by Michael Kramer, who read all the Male POV chapters from the Wheel of Time series, which was written by Robert Jordan but finished by Brandon Sanderson following Jordan's death. Now that's a series I need to finish.

Anyway, in the end I found the magic in this world very interesting. The idea of swallowing and burning metals to gain powers seemed wrong at first, but felt natural by the end of the book. The characters were fun, and the villains were... well, they were very evil. The Steel Inquisitors, for example. These are guys who have two steel spikes (I pictured them as railroad spikes) driven through their eyes to gain their magical abilities.

I mean, these guys walk around with the flat ends of spikes for eyes and the pointy ends sticking out of the back of their head. And they are some straight up big bads.

But not as big or as bad as the Lord Ruler himself.

I'm really hoping they make a world class television show based on this world. Not a movie. I think we should be done trying to make movies out of epic sci-fi/fantasy series. These stories need more than two hours.


I went looking through my image folder today, and this is what I found:

That's me, with a crazy mustache, hanging with my boy, Elvis.

Don't tell him I prefer the Beatles.


As I write this it is Thursday afternoon, May 31, 2018.

It's been 12 days since I was bitten by the spider.

For ten of those days I had been taking antibiotics. Four capsules a day, for ten days.

Forty capsules in all.

Here we are on day 12 and I'm still in pain. The area around where I was bitten is still purple and red like a bad bruise. Its smaller than it was. But not by much.

So, that means I'm going back to the doctor today to see what my next option is.

I feel that for those ten days the antibiotics pushed the venom back to a certain point, then just stopped it from getting worse.

Now that I'm off of the antibiotics, I'm back to feeling the stabbing pain and the burning.

A few years back I got pneumonia. I was out of work for weeks. Mainly because the antibiotics they gave me didn't work. I'd gone back and the doctor was a bit taken aback. He said what he prescribed where, as he put it, "the big dogs".

So, he prescribed a different type, and that put me on the track to healing.

Maybe this is the same thing. Maybe I just respond differently to antibiotics than regular folks.

I am, after all, a ginger.

Wish me luck.


It appears the infection is gone. But, I'm still feeling pain and itching and still have a nice bruise. It's being treated now as an allergic reaction, and so I've been given steroids, which taste awful.

So that kinda shoots my "maybe I respond differently to antibiotics than regular folks because I'm a ginger" theory.

Oh well.

I do respond differently to topical anesthesia than normal folks because I'm a ginger. That's a scientific fact.

I did manage to do a little writing this week. Not only did I complete another chapter of the Piñata, I was also able to get a bit further in a super secret novella I'm working on.

Okay, it's not really super secret. It's the origin story of the Shadow Fox from THE MIGHTY. I have one planned out for Captain Might as well.

If you are reading THE MIGHTY, or at least the Prologue, you'll be familiar with The Shadow Fox and Captain Might.

Once they are done, I'm going to give them to all of you for free, and I'm going to offer them as a free incentive for people to join the mailing list.

I'm about 75% done with the Shadow Fox story. I mean, its just motoring right along.

This week I have been devouring a book by Harlen Coben. It's called Fool Me Once.

On Sunday evening, I was sitting in the break room of my second job. It was my meal break and I had my phone out and was scrolling through Twitter.

Well, on most occasions anymore I find Twitter somewhat depressing.

I had been feeling down wishing that it was June. Had it been June, I'd be able to check out some eComics from the library through my Hoopla act. I can only borrow 4 items a month, and was at my limit for May.

I wanted something to read.

Then I recalled that Hoopla isn't the only app I have to get stuff from the library. I also have Overdrive. I can't get comics through Overdrive (at least I don't think so), but I could get eBooks.

So, after about five minutes of seeing what was available, I decided to go with something from Harlan Coben.


Because he has never disappointed.

Harlan Coben has a way of writing books that I find very difficult to put down.

With Fool Me Once, all I have to do was read the first sentence of the blurb and I was hooked:

Former special ops pilot Maya, home from the war, sees an unthinkable image captured by her nanny cam while she is at work: her two-year-old daughter playing with Maya’s husband, Joe—who was brutally murdered two weeks earlier.

Yes please.

So I downloaded it and started reading.

Five days later and I've finished it, and wow, what an ending.

I love books like this. Books that keep me guessing. I think I have it figured out, then he drops some new info and I've thrown my theory right out the window.