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On the Session after Bellowhead at Bristol


Jon Boden said at one point during the Bristol Bellowhead show that there might be live music happening at the Old Vic, with some people.  Which explains the huge line at the theatre door around 11–a line which stretched down King Street toward the still-noisy pubs, around a corner.  Lesley, Louise and I joined it, but …

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On Touring Bellowhead


In the Bellowhead world, this is the day everyone is “feeling fragile,” to quote my friend Lesley. Last night, this glorious band sold out their final show at the Oxford Town Hall, the same venue that hosted their first show, 12 years ago.  They ended with “Prickle-Eye Bush,” the first song they did in that …

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On Road-Tripping with Lesley…and a Banana


Lesley picked me up at the train station in Banbury once she got off work.  We threw my stuff in the boot of her car.  I slid into the front seat, and immediately sat on a banana. “Oh,” she said, “I think you’ve sat on my banana.” And so for five days, the banana, none the …

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On Mawkin, All Over the Place


“Essentially, this album’s [The Ties That Bind] only preconceived purpose was to simply let you have fun while trying your damnedest to find some deeper meaning. We’re not making a statement apart from don’t hurt yourself while you’re dancing in the kitchen.” –David Delarre, in an interview quoted on the Mawkin website. Because I have never run …

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On Songs to Bike to 101–2C: Rosemary Lane by Bellowhead


Another hot one on the Tour de Dixmont this morning, with little to no shade.  The hills were killers–but I’ve never been a strong uphill rider anyway, though I can get some speed going down.  Nevertheless, as I was slogging up the first mile to the cemetery, I realized that the song in my head …

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On Songs to Bike to 101 (pt VII)


  This morning, when I got up, the road was wet, but the sun was out here at Sunny Corner…so I thought I was safe.  I made it halfway on my chosen route this morning before I rode right into the rain.  Not a hard rain–not so much as a shower–but with bigger drops than …

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On Songs to Bike To 101


Of course I don’t ride with earphones–that’s dangerous, if you can’t hear the traffic coming.  But of course, there’s always something playing in my head, and for biking, it’s a song that picks up the cadence of the pedaling. Today I was feeling pretty sprightly on the Tour de Dixmont.  The song in my head was …

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On Bellowhead: Broadside


Back in the Ice Age, at my graduate school graduation, I made a speech entitled “The Value of Ignorance.”  My premise was that, if you recognize your own lack of knowledge, you give yourself the opportunity to rectify that lack; those people who firmly believe that they know everything–and we’ve all met them–never allow themselves …

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On John Jones & the Reluctant Ramblers at the Nettlebed Village Club


I will admit that one of the reasons I wanted to join John Jones’ White Horses Walk was that I was fascinated by the scenario:  walk the English countryside from gig to gig–live performances at pubs, clubs or other small venues.  This is the fourth year John Jones has planned these adventures out; this year, …

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