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My name is Riley, and I play drums and write music for a band called Thrice.

This is where I ramble about music, sports, food, books, the interwebs and whatever else I deem worthy of sharing.

In addition to my ramblings here, I write a weekly column for Getting Blanked called "The Battle Of Los Angeles" and a bi-weekly column for PureVolume called "Everything In Its Right Place".

I'm also the co-founder of a baseball-specific twitter feed and blog with my good friend Ian, called Productive Outs.

In the past, you may have read my column at OC Weekly called "3hree Things", which ran every Tuesday for a couple of years, my writing on the Los Angeles Angels and Lakers for SB Nation Los Angeles, my newsdesk contributions for several of SB Nation's regional sites, or my sporadic contributions to Flip Collective .

And last, but not least, I have a bandcamp page and a soundcloud page that I'll be posting my own music and remixes on every once in a while.

Disclaimer: The views and opinions presented on this blog are mine and mine only, and do not reflect the position or views of Thrice as a whole.

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Update From Baroness

A horrifying, touching, sobering yet encouraging update from John Baizley of Baroness on the band’s bus accident. I’m glad to hear they’re on the mend, and can’t imagine what a life-altering experience this must have been (and continues to be).

“There was one moment in the crash that cut me deeply. For one heartbeat and one tiny sliver of time, I became disconnected entirely. It was, specifically, the moment I impacted with the glass. In that barest heartbeat of a moment, I came face to face with the infinite. I didn’t see a light, or the tunnel or hear any music. Nor did I get a “best-of” montage of my life. Instead, I felt the tip of my nose brush up against the very same fate I had accepted moments before. I looked into a cold, unreflective mirror. It was the dark, silent, dispassionate logic of the end. I realized in that moment that life can be seen as a light switch: “on” or “off”. When the moment passed and I heard the screaming, felt the pain, and tasted my own blood, I was overcome with joy. I was ecstatic to be back amidst all that chaos and horror *because* it was alive and real. I finally glimpsed the relative importance of all things.” 

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    Holy shit.
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    awesome and encouraging read. I was just getting into this band when I heard about their horrific bus crash in which...
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    repost this, I can relate… Coming from having...or two myself I can definitely sympathize....
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    This changes everything.
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    I think that’s the best explanation of what I felt when I crashed my car. The fact you give up, have this strange pause,...
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    My thoughts are with these gents.
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