The Hired Hand – What’s His Face

The Hired Hand – What’s His Face

The multiplicity of life’s demands beckons to one, the living beckon to one and say: ‘Come to us, we will take care of you.’ One who is dead, however, cannot beckon… Little by little, as the dead crumbles away, the memory crumbles away between...
Jhohn Arlie – Chain of Sparks

Jhohn Arlie – Chain of Sparks

We step down from the Green Line bus, late as usual, and enter the theater well into the third reel. The ‘Boy Meets Girl, Boy Loses Girl’ plot devices have spun away, to be rewound after the crowd departs. And as ‘Chain of Sparks’ plays over...
Borrowed Books – Comes Around

Borrowed Books – Comes Around

What is the price of being wrong? Best case, you draw to an inside straight in a penny poker game and transfer a few coins from your pile to your best friend’s pocket, change he will return tomorrow night when he buys you a pint at the Malt Shovel Inn. Worst...
Two Songs by Him Horrison

Two Songs by Him Horrison

and in the ponds broken off from the skymy feeling sinks, as if standing on fishes.- Rainer Maria RilkeĀ (translated by Robert Bly) Him Horrison etches stark lines on off-white gesso-coated canvas, using minimal figures to invoke the complexity of the human experience,...
New Riders of the Purple Sage – Dead Flowers (Live)

New Riders of the Purple Sage – Dead Flowers (Live)

The marriage of rock and country looks like a good idea when the wedding invitation arrives in the US Mail. The patriarch of each family enters the ceremony bearing calloused hands, a bottle of whiskey tucked into the back pocket of his overalls, and tales of plowing...