BradQuan Copeland
By BradQuan Copeland. The personification of angst rises through ravenous brainstorms to crack the sky of the turbulent mind, clotting into pigment before it ever manifests as thought. Winds shear through the barriers of memoryscape, braiding bane with bliss. Oil viscifies under the bristles, forcing brilliance to wash the white. Hues merged from mayhem can […]
By BradQuan Copeland. “Would you consider reading and writing a review of my recently published memoir entitled ‘The Education of a Musician’s Daughter?’” That was the message I woke up to on Facebook from local author Sonya Trevizo on a chilled, cloudy November morning. I lay there in utter disbelief at the reality of the […]
By BradQuan Copeland. Perhaps, I thought, this was the way of the world. It would hunt you and kill you just for being who you are. – The Creature, Guillermo del Toro’s “Frankenstein” There’s a rather uncanny paradox inhabiting the world at a subconscious level. No one asks to be here, yet we’re spat into […]
Rockstar Rebellion: A Trip into Chromatic Chaos – An Xperience Interview – by BradQuan Copeland. Imprisoned in the thick of thoughtless nothing, metallic gels dissolve upon my tongue, slowly unraveling the iridescent frequencies of kaleidoscopic oscillations. The walls are heaving, as the floor presses to the ceiling. My skin shimmers, like gnawing piranhas snapping at […]
The Porcelain Light in the Night: A Feature on Lacey Allen – by BradQuan Copeland. It felt like a movie. The day itself slowly unraveling in real time. I woke up around 11 a.m., still fogged from last night’s emerald clouds. I dragged my feet through my morning routine, then hopped in my car and […]
By BradQuan Copeland. SAUGERTIES, N.Y. – November 15, 2025 – Sheets of rain mercilessly hammered my windshield as the wipers worked in overdrive to preserve my view. The shadow-soaked highway, coupled with the erratic mist kicked up by sixteen-wheelers, presented a hellacious obstacle worthy of weathering on my way to Saugerties. There, at The Local—a […]
Gracie Lineham: The Luster in the Frost – by BradQuan Copeland. The shocking sight of winter’s first shower came just weeks before Thanksgiving. I hate winter; it’s never long before the sky’s grim grey seasons me with loathing for a brief, rent-free stay. The air carries a faint metallic frost that pierces the constricted breath, […]
Rockstar Rebellion: A Trip into Chromatic Chaos – Lil’ Baby Suplex – by BradQuan Copeland. Imprisoned in the thick of thoughtless nothing, metallic gels dissolve upon my tongue, slowly unraveling the iridescent frequencies of kaleidoscopic oscillations. The walls are heaving, as the floor presses to the ceiling. My skin shimmers, like gnawing piranhas snapping at […]
By BradQuan Copeland. Holiday mystique tends to fade with age, unless one has children, which I do not. Such days often blur into any other, Halloween being one of them. Without plans but a refusal to bow to boredom, I did research to see what the city had to offer. “Lark Halloween Pre-Party with Laura […]
Eighty Gee: Perfect is Boring Deluxe Edition Review – by BradQuan Copeland. “What is perfection, but the opinions of the unperfected?” – Eighty Gee. Act 1: Perfect is Boring (Intro). This Albany MC came to my attention through a fellow colleague who didn’t have the time to take the dive, but I’m sure as hell […]
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