‘Tis a Gift To Be Simple

I’ve had Dolly Parton on the mind a lot lately. Her and Brandi Carlile. I am working on developing my musical voice, the kind of platform I want to stand on, musically.  Country music is such an interesting retainer for storytelling. It’s an interesting paradox, that it can be simultaneously so straightforward and so profound.Continue reading “‘Tis a Gift To Be Simple”

love, terror, and waffle fries

All day, every day, I have dichotomies on the brain…good/evil, tenderness/violence, liberal/conservative, past/future, William Blake’s love/terror… I was thinking of love and terror as I ate gorgonzola waffle fries this evening. They say anger is a fear response, and I’ve been feeling very angry lately. I am cumbersome with it—it is awkward for me toContinue reading “love, terror, and waffle fries”

Mistress Mary, Quite Contrary

I’ve been thinking about Edvard Munch’s “The Scream” painting a lot today for some reason. I’ve always taken it as a very somber reflection of the horrors of humanity, but upon looking at it today, it really is a very silly little caricature of a face. That might be a blasphemous attitude to take regardingContinue reading “Mistress Mary, Quite Contrary”