May your days be hairy, and bright.
And may all your puppy dogs be white.
I’m dreaming of a white puppy
Just like the ones I used to pet
Where the Labs are wagging
And the hounds are dragging
Their ears, blithely to the vet.
I’m dreaming of a white puppy
With every furry friend I see
May your dogs be givers of glee
And may all your puppy dogs lack fleas.
Hope RekindledThis past week has given us more hope for our diseased republic than any other time in 50+ years of paying attention. Observing and participating in a long-overdue peaceful uprising, occupying the streets, feeling the righteous energy of people of all ages, colors, faiths, and wealth (or lack thereof), has…
Clarinetist Glenn Dickson, master of klezmer, has made a solo recording, “Wider Than the Sky,” that’s been on perpetual repeat at our home office. Using over-dubs and electronic digital effects, Dickson fills the aural soundscape with a rich melange of chordal textures supporting the melody. His celebrated virtuosity is subsumed here to long, elegiac musical...
