Recently I asked a group of seventeen-year-olds whether any of them had ever heard of Tom Petty. They just stared at me. (more…)
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Next weekend, I will be travelling to Berlin for the first time in years. After procrastinating for several months, a few days ago I finally called an old friend whom I hadn’t talked to in about three years. We used to live the same town and shared the same workplace, but then she moved to another company and to Berlin. We kept in touch regularly over several years, but then we just stopped. (more…)
This is one of the songs about which I can’t really explain why they stick to my brain the way they do. It’s incredibly ’80s in the almost negligent way it’s presented. I still haven’t figured out what it’s about. I don’t know any other songs by Tanita Tikaram. (more…)
Do you like to watch sports on TV? If so, I am sure you have watched one (or more) of those matches that were, well, a tad boring. Dragged for a while. That didn’t hold you interest because honestly, both teams were equally unappealing. On the other hand, I am sure you have also watched matches that got you so worked up that you were ready to throw the TV magazine at the screen, that you needed something, now, to distract you. In either of these cases, what do you do? (more…)
I discovered Marianne Faithfull as a performer in the 1990s through a track sung on a compilation of Kurt Weill songs. The first album of hers that I bought was Vagabond Ways. I quickly acquired more of her albums, old and new ones. The contrast between her 1960s and her present voice continues to fascinate me. I was lucky enough to listen to her live in Munich some years ago, and wow does she have stage presence!
Do you like Marianne Faithfull? What is your favorite song by her?
- Rike Horstmann
This is Matthew 6:34, and a bible verse that means a lot to me. I grew up with a mother who, while delightful otherwise, is also one of the world’s great pessimists. So a pattern developed between us that worked/works like this: Mom worries about something. I try to reassure her. She worries some more. I list all the arguments why the situation is not as bad as that. She leaves somewhat comforted. I feel utterly drained. (more…)
I recently ordered some T-shirts online, among them a lovely print in royal blue with a bit of black and while. I am a sucker for blue. Unfortunately, quite a number of blue shades don’t like me. Like, royal blue and navy blue and all really bright blues and all really pale pastel blues. What does that leave? (more…)
The song title that got me started on this topic is not even real, it’s fictional: In Marcia Muller’s Sharon McCone mysteries, Sharon’s brother-in-law Ricky Savage is a country star, and his first big hit in the novels is called Cobwebs in the Attic of My Mind. (more…)
On a recent visit to my brother’s house, one family member I was looking forward to meeting was Orpheus the cat, commonly known as ‘Orfi’. My brother and sister-in-law got him from a shelter when they first moved into a shared apartment when they still were students. He was about a year old then and had spent all his life indoors. He was also extremely active and never settled down for a cuddle with a stranger. (more…)