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Writing, short and sweet

There are all kinds of writing. The autograph, for instance. Today I found something I had forgotten I had, Louis Armstrong’s autograph. My father loved jazz and went to all kinds of clubs etc., and saw all kinds musicians. Armstrong, who he saw many times, was one of his favourites. One day, he got Pops […]

I’ve finally finished reading Carl Wilson’s “Let’s Talk About Love: A Journey to the end of Taste” (link on the right) and it’s the best book about music I’ve read in years (not that I’ve read a lot … but more about that later). Although the book uses Celine Dion and her 1997 release, “Let’s […]

Tom Waits, from an interview on Pitchfork:
There is no such thing as nonfiction. There is no such thing as truth. People who really know what happened aren’t talking. And the people who don’t have a clue, you can’t shut them up.
I concur.

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I have a list, in my head, of posts I want to write and may eventually get to, even though that list is a bit murky.
For instance, there’s the list of five things about me you may not know that I said I’d do on the weekend but still haven’t done. And there’s the post […]

I have been remiss …

I have been remiss in posting. Well, actually that’s not true. I’ve been busy. I’ve been working. And I just haven’t had time to post … and oh, the great posts we’ve missed! I’m sure there were at least a few life-changing insights we all missed out on.
Seriously, I did have a post or two […]

In an article called, “Sarah Slean attends the school of life,” there is a pretty good explanation of why I moved from the west to the east (when everyone else is going east to west):
“It never ever goes away,” Slean says of that sense of wonderment. “People just sort of tune it out. I think […]

Last night I was at The Playhouse in Fredericton and, as the terrible cell phone image does a poor job of indicating, I saw Sarah Slean. It was a solo performance – just her and a piano.
For all intents and purposes, I knew nothing about her except her name and a few thirty second clips […]

I would be a happy man. And I’d probably be a poet. I might not make millions, but I don’t think I’d care.
If an open wound had a voice it would be Bettye LaVette’s. This disc I’ve been listening to is all about the voice and the voice is all about how it feels to […]

Why is it some people have a facility with words and stories? Why do some people write? Well, surely some are simply naturally inclined that way – something to do with DNA and some of that other stuff I don’t understand.
But I think it must be a bit of both nature and nurture. I’ve been […]