Years ago, I flipped through a book at a friend’s house and have since regretted not buying my own copy. It was a books of lists written many years ago, if I recall, by a Japanese woman of noble birth. The noble birth was what allowed her, I suppose, to spend years writing lists. Likes, [...]
It’s been a day of endless small details, dropped server connections, lost tax numbers and a numb backside from sitting at the computer. Uploads, downloads, emails, answered and unanswered phone calls. Not a musical day. Not even a thoughtful day.
There are guitars hanging on the wall of my small studio. I walk by it dozens [...]
One Art - Elizabeth Bishop
The art of losing isn’t hard to master;
so many things seem filled with the intent
to be lost that their loss is no disaster,
Lose something every day. Accept the fluster
of lost door keys, the hour badly spent.
The art of losing isn’t hard to master.
Then practice losing farther, losing faster:
places, and names, and [...]
Rose Cousins is playing Sunday night @ the Rebecca Cohn auditorium . Definitely the real thing. Great writer, singer and very solid guitar player. Just straight-ahead, a timeless beauty of a voice – no squeals, yelps or breathy whispering. In other words, a woman’s voice – not a little girl’s. Whatever the ineffable thing is that [...]
The Bridge Of San Luis Rey is one of the finest books I’ve read. This was Thornton Wilder’s “breakthrough” book. What does that mean? Breakthrough. Most people know him for Our Town. He once said something to the effect of “every actor should read ‘Our Town‘ every five years”. It’s like any art, I guess – [...]
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