I bought the steel mandolin at an auction. It had no case and no strings, helpless like a chrome baby in my arms. Kind of hard to play, but easy to make it sing – steel fairy dust, shooting sparks of light like a luchizm painting. Who can really say wh
“You can feel your heart beating, pam pam pam pam...” this is Arthur Lee singing. On his solo album he has his guitar on his back. Good title: Vindicator. Casual love for an instrument. Ted Nugent, Michael Schenker, those guitar dudes with their great
The sound of a distant riot in the night, periodic flare-ups of angry voices in the hallway, the neighbours letting go of the forks and spoons and going straight for the knives. Your heart may skip a beat; beat against your chest; stop beating altogeth
By Blake Baxter, this tune at some point broke my heart, but maybe it was just sunday afternoon post-rave sentiments, a kind of high-definition digital afterglow, minus serotonin, aided by fatigue.
Can I say this is a cover simply by adopting t
The undertow of the normal is that people may flip. The undertone of the day is the fact that night is coming, with borders or without.
Change the battlefield equation minus the bloodshed. Preference for a slow ¾. A ragtime also should be played a slow as possible, kind of a like a drag. Or at least that is what Scott Joplin said, and he had a right to put his foot down. This is
Pygmy tribes, lord of the flies, break away, against the grain, against the tide. Abbé Guichard, Billy Blanco, Couperin, Ponce, Lutz Ulbrich, Zez Confrey, Jimmy de Knight, Tampa Red, Leigh Harline, George Botsford, Turlough O’Carolan (drinking man), Sc
In the novel Petersburg (1913), Apollonovich - young version - wanders the city with a time bomb in his jacket, not really so sure what is real and what not, not really able to decipher surrounding codes, victim to fantasies of spirituality. W