Usually, it would begin with a description of a bodily function or an opinion that might purposely receive a negative reaction. Somehow through the article there would be something that would make a reader laugh or understand an opposing viewpoint. The reader might change their mind about an issue after finishing the article. Welcome to the writing of Mykel Board.

I was introduced to his writing when I subscribed to MaximumRockNRoll magazine which covered the worldwide underground music scenes. Mykell Board impressed me by how he could write about an opposing viewpoint or other kinds of music and have me become interested in the viewpoint or genre. To those unfamiliar with music scenes, some punk fans and bands did not like metal fans and bands due to different political beliefs and hair styles. Some people who enjoyed punk music wore their hair short and had leftist or very liberal beliefs. Some people who enjoyed metal or hard rock wore their hair long and had very conservative beliefs. In 1984, Mykel Board wrote about a metal/ hard rock band called The Obsessed who were from Maryland and would play shows that had mostly punk fans. As expected, the fans did not like the band when they started playing but as they played more songs-the fans changed their mind and enjoyed their music,. He introduced me to this band and pointed out that sometimes the supposed nonconformists can be very conformist. After reading an article he wrote about visiting South Carolina, I decided to give him a call. At the time, I was fourteen and had this idea about doing another issue of my fanzine, I wanted to write about the 1970’s New York scene. We had a great conversation and discussion. He reminisced about seeing the New York Dolls at the Mercer Arts Center. Unfortunately, the second issue never happened He did get my address and sent me a postcard which I still have today. He introduced me to some people who would correspond with me and become friends.

Over the years, I would read his articles that would be published in MaximumRockNRoll and on his blog. He would write about his travels and experiences in foreign lands. Some of the places he had visited ( Senegal and The Gambia) were familiar to me because I had lived there and had similar experiences. He published two books, ” Even A Daughter Is Better Than Nothing” And ” I, A Me-ist”. The former was about his experiences living and teaching in Mongolia. The latter was a collection of his columns for MaximumRockNRoll. In 2008, I ordered both books from him. I received a personal inscription in my copy of ” Even A Daughter Is Better Than Nothing “. Mykel wrote ” Hope you explore your own private Mongolia!” The inscription may have inspired me to write essays, about my experiences living overseas, introducing readers to my favorite authors and musicians. We would reconnect on the Internet. He would enjoy my essays and comment about my blog. Hope I have the same effect on whoever reads this essay.

Whenever Mykel Board writes a new post on his blog, I have to read it to see what he will be writing about this month. It might be something disgusting, offensive, or a differing opinion to what I believe. Most importantly, reading his writing makes me think and opens my mind to instructive or new ideas. This is why I keep reading his work. You can read his work too, be forewarned, it may be graphic and not suitable for some readers. Please go to https://mykelsblog.blogspot.com.

Now, the fog clears,

morning begins,

blue sky above

and I can walk.

Into the light,

feel the warm sun,

future looks bright,

hope and wonder

is how I view

world around me.

Not going to

stay wrapped up

in cold, dark thoughts-

get up and out.

Into the light,

feel the warm sun,

future looks bright,

hope and wonder

is how I view

world around me.

Change in weather,

new attitude

will see me through

another year.

Into the light,

feel the warm sun,

future looks bright,

hope and wonder

is how I view

world around me.

Say goodbye to friends and people you know,

you won’t come this way again, leaving here.

There’s something new around the corner now.

You’re going forward, looking back in time.

Maybe, you will have regret about the past

or forget those moments that made you smile.

Sometime, those feelings will come back,

bringing you up or down, learn to let go.

It’s a hard road to follow, keep on moving,

destination is worth the journey.

Know where you are headed, a place of peace,

somewhere out there at the end of the day.

When you wake up right before the sunrise,

the past will be behind you like the fading night.

The dreams and nightmares will be forgotten.

A new day, you can make something happen.

Looking back now, what to keep and let go,

I try to remember what happened then,

writing it down so I will not forget,

This is my life, my story.

Make sure my memory is accurate,

experiences have to be believed.,

writing about then and where I am now.

This is my life , my story.

Take some time and visit world I create

powered by my imagination and

those who come into my life and inspire.

This is my life, my story.

May this be an encouragement for you.

Begin a new chapter or turn the page.

Start a new adventure, take that small step.

This is your life, your story.

Tokyo sinking

when the waves cover land,

homes underwater.

Godzilla is not

what worries Tokyo now,

incoming floods do.

Prepare the levees

and hope they can hold water

during the deluge.

Seek refuge in tall

buildings throughout the city

or go to mountains.

Mother Nature’s wrath

will awaken Godzilla.

She will send him back.

City can rebuild,

learn to minimize damage

or repeat mistakes.

The monster awakes,

circles over the city,

causing destruction.

Rising son will do

what Mother Nature began,

follow the footsteps.

” History points out

again and again , nature

shows folly of man.

They say he must go.

There goes Tokyo, no more.

Here comes Godzilla!

The wheels are turning,

I’m moving forward,

leaving this city

and its memories.

The laughter, caring smiles,

the stories, the sharing,

knowing you’re not alone.

You can always go back,

always welcome when you’re here.

Look forward to seeing you

whenever I return.

The conversations

between friends and

time spent together,

going through my head.

The laughter, caring smiles,

the stories, the sharing,

knowing you’re not alone.

You can always go back,

always welcome when you’re here.

Look forward to seeing you

whenever I return.

Where I am going,

there will be someone

who listens and cares

in my newfound home.

The laughter, caring smiles,

the stories, the sharing,

knowing you’re not alone.

You can always go back,

always welcome when you’re here.

Look forward to seeing you

whenever I return.

Somebody’s feeling

the same way as me.

Somebody’s praying

for someone to stay.

If you can’t be there,

they will be in your mind,

some pleasure you find.

The laughter, caring smiles,

the stories, the sharing,

knowing you’re not alone.

You can always go back,

always welcome when you’re here.

Look forward to seeing you

whenever I return,

What happened to us?

It’s not like before

when we were younger.

We used to do things

like show interest

and be there when asked.

Now, we just don’t care.

Once, we were good friends.

Live further apart

and undoing ties

of what brought us close.

Other commitments

to those not brothers

have made us distant.

We are now strangers.

Once, we were good friends.

Time changes people,

some for the better,

some become the worst.

Money changes some,

makes the humble proud,

think they are better.

Once, we were good friends.

Now, we are strangers.