Imagine a 5-Star hotel on New Year’s Eve. Imagine the kitchen staff hustling away on this busy night like greased wheels, sweeping looms, with a full and expensive house clamoring for more when a casual lamb fat fire breaks out in a poorly managed oven (cough cough, Vince)…
God has a sense of humor as I glide into my 56th year, blessing me with beautiful and smart 10-year-old twins, a lovely wife, three aging cats, two tempestuous kittens, and seven daffy ducks. Now here we are—I roll with it, move on with this newest burden, yet, thank you.
@MichelleyDLC Get a copy of this. Some really peculiar recipes cleverly written and an interesting middle section of random southern things in photographs.
A note on marriage: One day you’re whispering nervous sweet nothings into a waiting and eager ear, then before you know it you are openly talking about the great dump you just took. It’s an upside down world, kitties.
"'Caryatid Easy by Son Volt: Desiring the Remote and Immutable". My review in The RGG of one of the most underrated, cryptic alt rock tracks of the '90s. See the comments at the end from a critic who interviewed Jay Farrar before a Chapel Hill performance.
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@TheRena44620640 This is one of my top Son Volt songs, neck and neck with ‘Tear Stained Eye.’ Thanks for the explanation of caryatid and its relation to the song. As Carson would say, “I didn’t not know that,” but then again the song came out way before the all knowing internet query. Rock on!