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For some musicians I’ve known, the page becomes the authority figure.It tells you what is correct. It tells you when you’re wrong. It tells you when to stop. Over time […]

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from a student journal last year: Those above you praise your mind.Those below you question it.

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I had a friend once. We aren’t friends now. It’s over because I don’t see politics the way he does. I don’t think that’s a reason to end all talk […]

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I never paid much attention to that 70s song Garden Party. When it was new, it sounded like something heard over the speakers at a grocery store, the soundtrack to […]

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Now Victoria and Edmonton have confirmed. Wonders never cease. That’s Hermann’s and the Yardbird Suite two more pins on the map. Only three out of twenty left to make it […]

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I was among the many who loved Dianne Keaton. Everyone seemed to have a favorite version of her. The smile, the hats, the wit. I kept thinking about Looking for […]

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Old fusion albums. Listening back, a lot to learn there. Sometimes it’s just meandering, people testing the edges while forgetting about the center. At other times, it’s greatness. Risk becomes […]

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About thirty-five years ago I played the Moers Music Festival in Germany. The band was one of Eugene Chadbourne’s wild inventions. Ashwin Batish, Jonathan Segal, Brian Ritchie, and, most importantly, […]

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The older I get, the more important cat-cow and cobra seem to be. Squats too. Balance, flexibility the body’s way of reminding you it still wants to participate. When I […]