Why You Need to Keep a Radar on the Storms in Your Heart
The first time I moved to New England it was for seminary. As a student, I wasn’t very aware of what was around me. I was there to study and stayed
The first time I moved to New England it was for seminary. As a student, I wasn’t very aware of what was around me. I was there to study and stayed
This article was originally published by Matt Agorist at The Free Thought Project. Currently, in Ukraine, Russian President Vladimir Putin is
Everyone has times in their life when they ought to admit defeat. Cry mercy. Whether it’s in your love life, how you handle your money, how you
Yes, almost fifty years ago. The admission price was $1.75, and you could buy drinks at the bar from 5 PM on. This Wednesday “pre-dinner”
Coleman Hawkins’ birthday was the 21st of November. Although he’s no longer here to celebrate with us, we continue to celebrate him. He was the
This is the third segment of music broadcast from “Cabaret La Boheme,” atop Detroit’s Hotel Ponchartrain, featuring Bobby Hackett,
And how did you spend your Saturday evening? In September 1969, I was entering my senior year in high school, and my parents would not have
Care to dance, or just listen? Bobby and Vic, circa 1969-70: photographer unknown. What follows may seem almost inconceivable to musicians and
What is a trumpet (flugelhorn, trombone, and so on) after all except an unforgiving collection of metal tubing through which an idealist propels
This music is especially poignant — joyous and sad in equal measure — because we lost Dave Frishberg yesterday, November 17, at 88. His last
In his sixty-year performing career, Earl Hines was never characterized as a timid improviser. No, he was daring — that he had a piano in front of
The combination of Yaala Ballin, voice, and Michael Kanan, piano, is very special: a swirling-together of melody, joy, and wit in the most
This little portion of joy has always been slightly mysterious. And it remains so. When I Googled “Eddie Condon” and “Central Park” and my
This, the second tune of the evening, was completely prescient, because by the end of the evening the impending drizzle had indeed turned to rain
It’s so delightful to know that scholars of this music — brilliant young ones! — are carrying on the great work of honoring our collective