[Warning: This is, in my mind, anyhow, a continuation of the discussion begun in my previous post.] Last Sunday morning, ’round about our second cup of coffee, we noticed what appeared to be a juvenile blue heron standing still at […]
[Warning: This is, in my mind, anyhow, a continuation of the discussion begun in my previous post.] Last Sunday morning, ’round about our second cup of coffee, we noticed what appeared to be a juvenile blue heron standing still at […]
As the resident curmudgeon emeritus I claim the right to vent here and again. As one of the co-founders of what once was a music magazine in print and all that foolishness I like to imagine that my music geek […]
Once again the kind folks at WMKY have renewed my, um, contract (yeah, that’s it). And so my monthly hour-long show, listened to by an audience the counting of which does not yet oblige me to take off my socks, […]
“Behind every great fortune is a great crime.” — Balzac, paraphrased Limited exposure to business histories suggest they come in two flavors: morality tales (see: Madoff, Bernard) about the rich gone wrong, and amorality tales about how the rich […]
In March of 2010 we took on nearly two feet of water, which is a bad thing when your family (my in-laws, to be precise) has a bookstore. Nashville had it a lot worse — a whole lot worse — […]
This may all be silly, this gratuitous half-assed self-promotion, but I feel occasionally the need to explain my long absences from this space, and the airing of my once-a-month hour of radio this Friday on WMKY at 7 pm EST […]
One day in the summer of 1992, Robert L. Stone’s bandmate held up a telephone in the music store where he worked, a place called the Banjo Shop in Hollywood Florida. Stone’s day job was as a folk arts coordinator […]
Ordinarily I don’t watch the Grammy awards. For years I didn’t own a TV, and for more years I had somewhere better to be (a club, watching live music; or work), and then it became clear that what was being […]
It was 7 degrees outside this morning. I am indoors, in my mother-in-law’s kitchen cutting up jalapeno thingies for a Pioneer Woman book release party at the family bookstore and trying to remember not to itch my eyes until the […]
I realize I am mostly absent here but for these tawdry self-promotional notes. Still living in boxes, and, then, the couple things I’d like to write about aren’t out for a month or two and so it seems…unsporting. Back […]
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