only rock ‘n’ roll
Makthaverskan, “Antabus,” live, London, 11/29/14
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Spring at last moistened the town. Impasto leaves replaced pastel buds. He considered self-improvement. He might become a vegan. Let the mouse have his cheese.
—Edith Pearlman, “Tenderfoot” (Honeydew)
Need a jolt?
Felipe Lara (1979-), Corde Vocale (2006)
Mivos Quartet, live (studio performance), New York, 2013
This I listened to for the first time yesterday. Then I listened again. And again.
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radio
Tuesday is the centennial of Billie Holiday’s birth and WKCR (Columbia University) is celebrating in the best possible way, featuring her music all day tomorrow and, because twenty-four hours just aren’t enough, the next day too.
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taking a break
I’m taking some time off—back in a while.
father & son
Pastor Brady Blade Sr. (with Brian Blade [guitar] and Mama Rosa), “Amazing Grace,” live, Shreveport, La., 1/30/15
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God’s Grandeur
by Gerard Manley Hopkins (1844-1889)The world is charged with the grandeur of God.It will flame out, like shining from shook foil;It gathers to a greatness, like the ooze of oilCrushed. Why do men then now not reck his rod?Generations have trod, have trod, have trod;And all is seared with trade; bleared, smeared with toil;And wears man’s smudge and shares man’s smell: the soilIs bare now, nor can foot feel, being shod.
And for all this, nature is never spent;There lives the dearest freshness deep down things;And though the last lights off the black West wentOh, morning, at the brown brink eastward, springs —Because the Holy Ghost over the bentWorld broods with warm breast and with ah! bright wings.
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random sights
last night, Nelson St. near Western Ave., Chicago
sounds old and new
Nathan Davis (mbira, electronics), Simple Songs of Birth and Return
Live, Chicago, 2014
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In the fifth century, the sun used to rise every morning and lie down to sleep every evening just as it does now. In the morning, as the first sunbeams kissed the dew, the earth would come to life and the air would fill with sounds of joy, hope, and delight, while in the evening the same earth would fall silent and be swallowed by stern darkness. Day was like day, night like night.
—Anton Chekhov (1860-1904), “Without a Title” (translated from Russian by Robert Chandler [Anton Chekhov’s Selected Stories, Cathy Popkin, ed.])
There are all kinds of grooves.
Dengue Fever, “Ghost Voice,” “Tokay,” “Girl from the North,” “No Sudden Moves,” live (studio performance), Seattle, 2/10/15
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Life is full of uncertainties and evil, but sometimes a good meal is enough to get you through even the worst of it.
—Melanie Rehak, Bookforum, April-May, 2015 (reviewing Mystery Writers of America Cookbook: Wickedly Good Meals and Desserts to Die for)
More of Buddy M.
Buddy Miller & Jim Lauderdale, The Lone Bellow (27:50-), Rosanne Cash (1:08:05-), live, New York, 8/9/14
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random sights
Tuesday, Columbus Park, Chicago
Ever notice how musical white folks are?
The Handsome Family, “Darling, My Darling” (R. Sparks), live, Australia (Sydney), 2010
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art beat: more from Friday at the Art Institute of Chicago
Paul Klee (1879-1940), Death in the Garden (Legend), 1919
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