New Bob Old Bob Bob Dylan concerts continue to disappoint me. In the 80s and 90s, instead of the iconic Bob Dylan singing his 60s protest songs and thumbing his nose at the establishment, I saw a re-jiggered Bob Dylan singing… Read More ›
Month: April 2011
Ephemera
The ruddy buds are crawling like so many bugs down the branches of the plum tree in front of my house. Tomorrow or the next day, the tree will burst into bloom for a brief period, casting a pink, hazy glow. I watch… Read More ›
Existential deck chairs
“It’s like rearranging the deck chairs on the Titanic.” I think about this phrase a lot; it is both humorously ironic and darkly profound. It’s all about the innocent focusing on the trivial when doom is in store. Of course… Read More ›
Now we are Sixty 