Standing sentry beside the unblemished avenues of the upper-class fortresses which line
Beverly Hills and Bel-Air and all the other places where winners live and those who
Have not
Discovered the magic formula
May not reside,
The lilacs and myrtles and jacarandi
Burst forth
Insistently. Proudly. Defiantly.
Like hundreds of gravity-defying breasts, announcing to the world that
They shall live before they die.
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...
