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Sunday, August 26th

more sounds of Shreveport

Pastor Brady Blade Sr., Brian Blade & The Fellowship Band (Brian Blade, drums, et al.), Hallelujah Train, Shreveport Symphony Orchestra, “Amazing Grace,” live, Shreveport, La., 2017

 

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lagniappe

random sights

other day, Monhegan Island, Maine

*****

reading table

The present
must be kept empty
so that anything
can happen:

—Rae Armantrout (1947-), from “Empty”

Sunday, August 12th

more sounds of Shreveport

Pastor Brady Blade Sr., Brian Blade & The Fellowship Band (Brian Blade, drums, et al.), Hallelujah Train, “Trouble in My Way,” live, Shreveport, La., 2017

 

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lagniappe

random sights

other day, Monhegan Island, Maine

Monday, August 6th

more

How many drummers say so much so softly?

Brian Blade & The Fellowship Band, live (studio), Seattle, 2016

 

Sunday, August 5th

sounds of Shreveport

Pastor Brady Blade Sr., Brian Blade & The Fellowship Band (Brian Blade, drums, et al.), Hallelujah Train, Shreveport Symphony Orchestra, “Let Your Light Shine on Me,” live, Shreveport, La., 2017

 

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lagniappe

random sights

other day, Monhegan Island, Maine

*****

reading table

Bring me the sunset in a cup –

—Emily Dickinson (1830-1886), from 140 (Franklin)

Sunday, June 16th

father and son

Brian Blade (drums) & The Fellowship Band, with Brady L. Blade Sr. (vocals), “Amazing Grace,” live, Savannah, Ga. (2012)


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lagniappe

reading table

Some things endure. When my sons, Alex and Luke, were in grade school, I started a two-person “reading group” with each of them. We would read novels together, maybe one a month, alternating choices, and go out and talk about them over a meal. Alex is now twenty-five. This morning we’re going out for breakfast, where we’ll be talking about a short story by Richard Yates, “Oh, Joseph, I’m So Tired.” Of stories there is no end.

When Franklin D. Roosevelt was President-elect there must have been sculptors all over America who wanted a chance to model his head from life, but my mother had connections.

—Richard Yates (1926-1992), “Oh, Joseph, I’m So Tired” (first sentence)