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I am doing too many things at once,keeping a small weather systemabove my head. A song in one hand,a deadline in another,three unanswered lettersbalanced on my nose,a tour rolling toward […]

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The tour dates continue to multiply, almost as if the map itself has become involved in the booking process. Places keep emerging I never heard of, towns and small communities […]

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Mixed three more songs for the new record. I keep changing the title, although one phrase refuses to leave me alone. During one of the final mixes of Airplane on […]

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I was reading about the American trial of Yvonne Woods, a detective accused of omitting crucial information from investigations involving rape and murder, and what stayed with me was not […]

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By two in the morning Eddie had played forty minutes of music, sold three CDs, lost his phone charger and agreed to sleep in the basement of a man named […]

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There was a guitarist who became frightened of wrong notes. When he was young he played thousands of them and didn’t care. Later, when people began calling him serious, it […]

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There was a musician who travelled from teacher to teacher asking how to find his voice, although he already possessed a voice and used it constantly to explain that he […]

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There was a guitarist named Stanley who could play anything except what people wanted him to play, which made him either an artist or unemployed depending which side of the […]

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Avram believed a chord existed containing the secret architecture of creation. He had heard this from an old cantor in Vilnius who had heard it from a violinist in Kraków […]