Category Archives: music

Three Quotes: Art, Music, and Modern Culture

Posted on December 5, 2010 by randomyriad

“The only thing I know is that I paint because I need to, and I paint whatever passes through my head without any other consideration.” – Frida Kahlo This is what I aspire to in art and music, my ideal. … Continue reading →

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Built To Spill

Posted on November 21, 2010 by randomyriad

My youngest son and I went to see and hear Built To Spill at the Showbox last night (the only all ages show). Doug Martsch is a true mad genius of rock. He and the band are all business on … Continue reading →

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River of Dreams #25: Driving Into the Evening

Posted on October 25, 2010 by randomyriad

Chapter 13 Karen Wakes Up Random glanced over at Karen, who had been in a dozing stupor next to him in the passenger seat for at least an hour of winding two-lane highway. Her almost serene expression of drowse had … Continue reading →

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River of Dreams #21: Love and Hope

Posted on October 21, 2010 by randomyriad

Chapter 8 2 Sunday Messages Emmylou moved the goat pen to a new spot where the underbrush was thick and came back up to the house. The coop people from Felton would come later for yogurt, kefir, and cheese. She … Continue reading →

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River of Dreams #20:Goat’s Milk and Bluegrass

Posted on October 20, 2010 by randomyriad

Chapter 6 Meanwhile Back at The Ranch Emmylou Finegold moved with steady grace up the walk to the old farmhouse that used to be the main building of a school and before that a farmhouse of a retired police chief … Continue reading →

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