Monthly Archives: April 2018

Bad Joke Friday

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Something for Thursday

You know what? You look like you could use a half hour of Mozart. So here. (And if you don’t think you could use a half hour of Mozart? Shut up and listen to a half hour of Mozart.) Share … Continue reading

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Tone Poem Tuesday

Stretching the idea of the “tone poem” somewhat, here is Alexander Glazunov again, this time looking back in time rather than east in direction. This orchestral suite is called “From the Middle Ages,” and it is just that: a musical … Continue reading

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Something for Thursday

Today is National Holocaust Remembrance Day. It’s not enough to remember that it happened. We must remember why. Share This Post

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Tone Poem Tuesday

There is something oddly seductive about the way the Russian Romantic composers, while trained in the musical traditions of the west, often looked eastward for inspiration. That exotic flavor lives so sparklingly in the work of Rimsky-Korsakov and Borodin, and … Continue reading

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Doggos

Just because, here are some photos of the dogs. (I’ll take more of the cats soon.) Share This Post

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Bad Joke Friday

Wow, I need to get back into the swing over here, don’t I? Here’s something! It’s not even a bad joke. I liked it, actually! (via) Share This Post

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Something for Thursday

I really love the movie Catch Me If You Can. One reason is John Williams’s wonderful score, with its mix of caper-jazz and its wistful tone depicting Frank Abagnale’s (Leonardo DiCaprio) unspoken wish for some kind of normal life. Williams … Continue reading

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Why Writers Should Read Poetry, part one (National Poetry Month)

The Death of the Ball Turret Gunner From my mother’s sleep I fell into the State, And I hunched in its belly till my wet fur froze. Six miles from earth, loosed from its dream of life, I woke to … Continue reading

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