Smuggler's Notch in Vermont was a unique experience. I was a coastal boy, brought up within the sight and odors of river, bay, and ocean.
Hell Ride
Favorites: Let me tell you a story about favorites
Daily writing promptWhat's your all-time favorite album?View all responses Focusing on a favorite? I'd have to pick the "Live in London" album by Leonard Cohen. Despite Leonard being reduced to about five notes, his mastery of his voice, the sentiment, and the composition is flawless. I can spend an hour lost in his music easily. …
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Gratuitous Idiocy
Well, call it what you will. But the look I got was, "Well, look at the Village idiot." I made some ribs for dinner, and afterward, my wife decided to pack some up to take to work tonight. As she was trying to fit four ribs, energetically, into a three-rib size container, I spontaneously broke …
Music
I've been practicing again. Charlie has been down off the wall at least five times a week now for several weeks. Two or so nights ago, the cats were my audience while I practiced a John Cougar song. No, I'm not strictly about strictly defined folk music! The audience was enthusiastic, and Charlie thrummed, "When …
Hymns?
I received an early Father's Day present yesterday. One of my sons surprised me with plans to visit a small town in New Hampshire for a concert. It was a great day for a drive through rural New England to the small Town Hall where the concert would be hosted. And it was a wonderful …
Comeback
It may sound strange to hear that I am beginning my prep for winter, but I am. The last one was terrible. Well, not the whole thing, just January and most of February. Enough, huh? I float along on the remainder of the holiday season for a week into January. Then it hits: cold, dark, …
Blather
From the WTF am I on about site here is my offering: Lefkowitz moved from something similar to a Bach fugue to an interlude that morphed into a 12 bar blues. Mitch provided some impromptu lyrics, and Sue did some neat things with her soprano voice. I had a bad cold and sore throat, so …
Stream of Consciousness Saturday -Jam Session
At Bob and Chris's place Saturday was a get together jam session featuring whoever showed up. Bob and Chris' repertoire featured many Irish, Scottish and folk pieces which they sang to Bob's guitar accompaniment. I can still see them gazing loveingly into each other's eyes as they sang. Bob ultra serious and Chris with a …
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On Stage? Me?
A quick look at my hands shows that the nails on the left hand are clipped close, while those on the right are longer. It's been that way since I was twelve and took up the guitar. At age thirteen, I got up and sang an original composition at the local talent show and got …
Toad Hall
I always misspell remunerate as renumerate. And I do so with a cheerful memory. I had a Junior High school teacher, Miss Toadfree, who was a spelling stickler and passionately hated me. Why would an English teacher so despise a student? It had to do with my sister. My sister was in a four-year nursing degree …
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