Category Archives: Telling Stories

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Posted on January 23, 2016 by randomyriad

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Ain’t No Grave

Posted on January 22, 2016 by randomyriad

  This sounds like a theme song to a True Detective series. The singer sounds like he has seen hell and has been dragging himself back into the light over rocks and barb wire. The heavy plodding percussion emphasizes the weight … Continue reading →

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The Endless Curiosity of Oliver Sacks

Posted on January 8, 2016 by randomyriad

Oliver Sacks was a completely unique and fascinating person on a passionate quest to understand the human experience in a scientific and empathetic way. One of my heroes, the world is a little less interesting without his continued explorations. Listening to … Continue reading →

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Dead Man: Death, Poetry, and Music in the old west.

Posted on November 19, 2015 by randomyriad

Jim Jarmusch’s movie Dead Man is a blending of surreal scenes, beautifully understated acting, and the haunting music of Neil Young’s solo guitar, and it tells the story of William Blake, an accountant from Ohio, who comes to the edge … Continue reading →

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Two Little Notes, A Fictional Concept and A Dream

Posted on August 23, 2015 by randomyriad

I am not sure where these two little thoughts came from, but they were written in my notebook by me. You can never go boldly into the land the land of gods: you must slide in unnoticed or fall in … Continue reading →

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