We are having such crystal clear days here, cold and bright and wintry. We are getting rain, too, and earlier this evening there were re...

Joan Baez, Royce Hall, UCLA November 2018 I know that's a bad photo of Joan, but I had to take it quickly, when she first came o...

Play these songs while you're OUT THERE shaking things up and resisting.

When Bob Dylan plays the harmonica, especially on the album Blood on the Tracks, particularly the end of the song You're a Big Gir...

I think today is International Astronomy Day or something, and yesterday I went downtown with three friends to visit the Mirrored Infi...

I know some of you will be happy to hear that I saw the light last night. Note the labels that I used for this post: Bruce Springsteen, m...

It's the time of year of life that calls for the cliche, the trite. I'm still here, none the worse for the wear. What doe...

La Dolce Vita (What's So Funny 'Bout) Peace, Love And Understanding As I walk through This wicked world Searchin...

It's the day after International Peace Day, so let's rant. I get at least three emails every single morning from various marke...

In lieu of a post, listen to this snippet of beauty on my Tumblr. Click here.

Quick, take a picture of that! I said to Oliver when we pulled up to a stoplight before entering the Target parking garage. Why, Mom? ...

New York City, 1996 to Christy When Sophie got home from school today, I noticed that she'd once again not drunk much of any...

I learned today from Ms. Moon's blog that today is the 51st anniversary of Charlie Watts' first drumming gig with the Rolling Ston...

Maybe it was the thought of Joe Cocker's writhing limbs and his raspy voice silenced, or maybe it was the blue sky, the eighty deg...

Cesaria Evora I think there are a bunch of blogs with titles like Gross Mom. I've seen Ugly Mommy, Vodka Mommy, Bad Mommy -- the l...

Get On Up Before last night, I knew nothing about James Brown other than that he was an entertaining entertainer who screamed a lot, ...

This morning when I tried to put on an earring, it was as if the hole in my earlobe had closed up overnight. I kept poking and pushing t...

So the heat wave in Los Angeles has broken, and the breeze rustling the palms is decidedly cooler. It's glorious outside, which is ...

in one of those glasses you dust off.  And I'll watch the bones in your back like the stations of the Cross. This song. I can drive ...

My old friend Allison sent me this photo today, and I honestly would love to dive into this bed. Think of the possibilities for read-alo...