But…Of Course!

Posted in Uncategorized on November 12, 2017 by Vallin

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Why Would I Lie?

Posted in Uncategorized on November 12, 2017 by Vallin

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The Gift Of Singing

Posted in Uncategorized on November 9, 2017 by Vallin

“I think if you can have any gift in music,

The greatest gift is to be a singer”

-Greg Lake: Nov. 10 1947-Dec. 8 2016

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U.S. Poet Laureate Natasha Trethewey Reads Her Poem ‘Miscegenation’

Posted in Uncategorized on October 17, 2017 by Vallin

“Sound-Houses” by Sir Francis Bacon: From *New Atlantis*

Posted in Uncategorized on October 17, 2017 by Vallin






We have also sound-houses,
where we practise and demonstrate
all sounds and their generation…
We represent small sounds as great and deep;
likewise great sounds, extentuate and sharp;
we make divers tremblings and warblings of sounds…
We represent and imitate all articulate sounds and letters,
and the voices and notes of beasts and birds.
– Francis Bacon, New Atlantis, 1626

 

Music Theory Lesson: MAXIMUM SEX-AND-ROCK-AND-ROLL!

Posted in Uncategorized on October 10, 2017 by Vallin

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G:ood

B:oy

D:eserves

F:ucking

If Only…

Posted in Uncategorized on October 10, 2017 by Vallin

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If only…

Henry slung off the down comforter and swung his well-muscled legs over the edge of the four-poster. “Screw it” he muttered. “Nothing for it.” He padded over to the dresser and began pulling out some clothes for late night walking.

As usual, he made no attempt to direct his thoughts but watched to see where they would flow on their own. While his dextrous hands dressed himself, he listened attentively to the voices vying for attention in the theater of his brain.

Tick, tick, tick. I hate clocks, Henry’s relentless flow began. Tick. Tick. Tick. They’re everywhere. Why? All they do is remind people that they’re going to die. So what’s the point? There must be somewhere in this God-forsaken city that a guy can go and get some peace from their incessant — and even worse than their damned tickery  — that clanging gonging earsplitting racket! It…

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