After the Iron Maiden fiasco of last Tuesday (okay, not really a fiasco, but I got really skeeved out by the crushing number of men at the stadium – I get nervous around large crowds of either gender in absence of counterbalance) Brian and I switched musical tacks on Thursday and went to check out [...]
I remember the voice coming out of my kitchen radio sometime back in 2003 or 04 – before I moved to the Sunshine Coast – when I still lived above Turks, on the Drive. It caught me, that voice and the poetry it was speaking, and I sat still to listen until he was done. [...]
Coming back from the long weekend, there’s lots to reflect on, but mostly I am itching to review the production of Fidelio that Brian and I saw on Saturday night. Not because it was good, mind you, but because it was so bad as to amuse on a whole different level. In all areas [...]
The arrival of almost-winter has me reaching into my archive of classical music – simultaneously adding to it with new renditions of old standards, and new classical works altogether. This is a cycle I recognize, the November onset of reflective and beautiful music written back onto my playlist.
I was raised in a house where nothing [...]
On Sunday I scanned in over a hundred photos from the Flying Folk Army album over the years. Yeah. That’s crazy. I’m going to do our posters and a few more photos in the next few days and then pack those boxes back up and seal them away for storing. The collection as it stands [...]
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