Sometimes what you’re looking for—when, say, your hard drive crashes (as mine just did)—is something where not much seems to happen, beautifully.
John Luther Adams, “The Farthest Place” (2001); piano (Clint Davis), vibraphone (Brian Archinal & Andy Bliss) bass (Satoru Tagawa), violin (Lydia Kabalen); University of Kentucky (Lexington), 2008
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lagniappe
There are all kinds of music.
Gerard Manley Hopkins, “The Leaden Echo and the Golden Echo”
Richard Burton
The Black Keys, Lollapalooza, Chicago (Grant Park), 8/3/12
“Howlin’ For You”
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“Little Black Submarines”
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“Lonely Boy”
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lagniappe
musical thoughts
What, if anything, does it mean that, in the year 2012, not one but two of the headliners at Lollapalooza—Jack White and the Black Keys—are deeply influenced by blues?
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reading table
Life had begun to demand lies in order to be workable.
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At the crest of the hill where the road went up, was an abandoned house, and beyond it the road disappeared off into the blue sky.
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It’s odd, though, what makes you think about the truth. It’s so rarely involved in the events of your life. I quit thinking about the truth for a time then. Its finer points seemed impossible to find among the facts. If there was a hidden design, living almost never shed light on it.
One click of the computer and thousands of miles disappear.
Baro, Guinea, 2010
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lagniappe
radio
Today, Louis Armstrong’s real birthday (as determined, many years after his passing, by New Orleans music historian Tad Jones), my ears will be tuned to WKCR-FM (broadcasting from Columbia University), which will be all Pops, all day.