Observed into Words
Just sayin'–My writings that aren't songs
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I’ve been feeling the itch to go away.  On my mind: London, Paris, Berlin, Barcelona, Buenos Aires, all of Argentina actually down to Tierra del Fuego (in Chile or Argentina??), and various national parks in Utah with arches and canyons.

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Who and what is that?  A whirling dervish with no fear flailing about with pure fierceness.  My housekeeper’s son was obsessed with The Who, so I was too.  I still am.  Tommy was showing on our newly acquired cable, and I watched. I was in maybe 4th grade.   I wasn’t familiar with most of [...]

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The New York Times has provided me with much to go on for my Diaspora ponderings with this interactive map they have published, highlighting how foreign-born groups have settled in the U.S. from 1880 until 2000.  You can see all the different groups as a whole, or select a country of origin, view impacts of [...]

I returned to the Harlem Valley Rail Trail for my second time yesterday.  I went two summers ago and have been wanting to get back to it asap.  So, even though I fell off my bike last week after an incident with a dog, I headed out to this 10+ mile trail for views I [...]

Malcolm Gladwell’s speech at AIGA has a lot of inspiration in it.  His focus on Fleetwood Mac has some holes as the argument would stand stronger had that configuration of the band been toiling away for all that time.  It’s something I needed to hear though, as I sometimes get stuck in the “what’s the [...]

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Flipping through the radio the other day, I heard Silly by Deniece Williams.  I own this perhaps on cassette or even vinyl but who knows where that is.  I was so excited to be reminded of this amazing gem. Her biggest claim to fame was Let’s Hear it for the Boy for the Footloose soundtrack. [...]

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The ruling just came down on the Wal-Mart holiday madness that killed one employee.  Wal-Mart, a place I never shop, so the fact that I’m defending it is a big deal, shouldn’t have been the only ones to blame.  They will be paying unspecified damages to the family but the people at fault here were [...]

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I love the sound of old, scratchy, recordings.  All the technology today takes it away but the early tracks need all that atmosphere.  It’s part of the music. There was a rainy morning where I heard what was perhaps Bessie Smith, and I fell in love with the gritty, faraway sound. Matt’s foray into steel [...]