Spitball Army

The stuffy bus, stage door fatties, the hydraulic-ice-cream-cone-stage-entrance: life after American Idol wasn’t what he expected. – Written by @EdBankson.

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The cellist rocked; his partner’s hands rolled over the keyboard. They followed Beethoven with “Truckin’.” The audience: grateful. solow-auerbach_duo_blend_dead.html

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Thanks for everything, Madame.

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My favorites in music, from what I heard this past year.

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Despite what you might think – considering the war and Nazi theme – or as you might expect – given the reputation and track record of the film’s director, Quentin Tarantino – Inglorious Basterds is a fun romp.

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This is the day….Christmas Day 1944. My first Christmas out of Indiana and our first Christmas – you in Indiana and me thousands of miles away.

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A playlist themed around Autumn in Alabama – much like a similar playlist for Autumn in Massachusetts – would be about serenity, changes (in the sports seasons, the weather and colors in nature), a new academic year, my favorite holiday (Thanksgiving), contemplation, and an awareness of the temporal state in which we exist.

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She caught his eye, arriving after the last song, dejected. He, with guitar, sat down on the lip of the stage and sang one to her.

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Beck’s Sea Change;
Hem’s Twelfth Night;
The Wooden Birds’ Magnolia

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