As a young girl, I sang with my mother. We listened to the radio in the car, played vinyl records at home, or even better, my mom would pick up her guitar and we’d sing a folk song. I remember when I first heard Phoebe Snow sing “Poetry Man” from the backseat of our car […]Read more "Lady Listens: Stories and Interviews from Women in Music"
I love music. I’m not merely an appreciator, or a collector; I amass music. I explore music in every direction along the genetic lines, then branch out into the natural fractal iterations, and further still, strike at random to surprise even myself. Now, I am not going to apologize or worry about turning you off […]Read more "Musing on Music: 2012 Year In Review"
Modern music never has the ability to truly possess me. Not the way “Bookends” by Simon and Garfunkel can possess me as it spins on a turntable. Not the way “Like a Rolling Stone” by Bob Dylan can possess me as I accelerate up the ramp to Highway 1 with California sun peeking over the […]Read more "Brief Beauty"