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Wind chimes and chapped lips brought on by unseasonably warm breezes. What the hell does unseasonably mean? Unseasonably compared to what? Where our ancestors came from? Another country? Another continent? I’ve lived in North Texas most my life and this is seasonably normal. The deep-south and southwest have been fooled from the dawn of cinema.…
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Watching childrens’ faces light up when they hear a musical instrument… Watching cougars trip as they come out of the bars in high heels… Watching those poser boyfriends pretend they don’t have a dollar because, at one time or another, “that band said no”… Now it feels like a holiday in America! Packing up on…
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This song keeps popping up in playlists, so I began to pay attention to it. I feel sorry for the person who wrote it. Those must’ve been some deep, tough memories. Disclaimer: don’t listen to this song if you’re debating on whether or not to jump off of that bridge. You can’t fly. Seriously, though.…
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It’s time. My video for Black Cat Thicket Blues, the one that appears in the western horror anthology “Tumble Bleeds”, is a bit outdated. I play so much better now. That said, I’m working on recording a new version of the song. Even better, I’m planning to perform it this weekend at Opening Bell. I’d…

















