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Friday, May 1st

only rock ‘n’ roll

The Ex, “That’s Not a Virus,” live, France (Annecy), 2015


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art beat

William Klein (1928-), 4 Heads, New York, 1955

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Friday, April 24th

only rock ‘n’ roll

Metz, “Get Off,” live, Seattle, 2014

Wednesday, April 22nd

sounds of South Africa

Fantasma, “Basbizile,” live, London, 2015

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Another take (Free Love, 2015)

Tuesday, April 21st

sounds of Malawi

The Very Best with Mafalika, “Let’s Go,” live, Malawi (Kumbali Village), 2/15


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Another take (Makes a King, 4/15)

Friday, April 17th

With all he does, this can get lost: on guitar, he’s a killer.

Cee Lo Green, “Crazy,” live (with Prince, guitar), New York, 2011


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Stevie Wonder, “Superstition,” live (with Prince, guitar), Paris, 2010


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I am alive—I guess—

—Emily Dickinson (1830-1886), #605 (Franklin), first line

Monday, April 13th

This I could listen to all day.

Daniel Lanois, “Senegal,” “Opera,” “The Collection of Marie Claire,” live (studio performance), Washington (Shoreline), 2/27/15

Friday, April 10th

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)

Sunday, April 5th

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 oil
Crushed. 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 soil
Is 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 went
    Oh, morning, at the brown brink eastward, springs —
Because the Holy Ghost over the bent
    World broods with warm breast and with ah! bright wings.

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random sights

last night, Nelson St. near Western Ave., Chicago

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Friday, April 3rd

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)

Thursday, April 2nd

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

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