The Language of the Human Spirit
I’m inherently terrible with words. They often fail me. From meetings to endearments of the heart, I get caught in the mental vortex of translation. The translation of ideas, emotions and visions into strings of consonants and vowels… the greatest gift to the human species can also be it’s greatest curse. Naturally, a tongue tied weirdo like me was drawn to music. It became my...
Read MoreJust a Few Words on Jacko…
Yes, I’m also burned out by the media overload of MJ coverage. And invariably his passing will degrade into tabloid fodder for months to come. Beyond the circus of controversy that marred a once iconic and superhuman persona, Michael Jackson will always be a music immortal. Like many, I came of age to MJ’s music. My earliest memory is this: I grew up next door to a foster home. Yes, I...
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