Posted in 25 Things, Art, Authors, Books, Creative Nonfiction, Culture, Fiction, Film / TV / Video, Growing Older, Money, Music, Photography, Politics, Reading, Writers, Writing, tagged 1970's Bestsellers, 1970's history, American bestsellers, goddess of poetry, goddess of wisdom, how literature enriches life, Jakob H. F. Fjelde, literature, Minerva, Minneapolis Central Library, the 1970's on April 24, 2008 | 22 Comments »
Minerva, 1889 - 1890, Roman goddess of poetry, music, wisdom, and warriors (Greek, Athena), bronze sculpture by Norwegian American artist, Jakob H. F. Fjelde, downtown Minneapolis Central Library, Minneapolis, Minnesota, photo © 2008 by QuoinMonkey. All rights reserved.
The first black hole was discovered in the same decade that Star Wars was released (and not by Columbo, [...]
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Posted in Family, Growing Older, Laughing, Love, Memoir, Music, Personal, Practice, Relationships, Secrets, Topic Writing, Writing Practices, tagged Beatles '65, ghosts of Christmas past, growing up, listening to albums, love of music, music and memories, music nostalgia, the first time, vintage, vinyl, wax on December 20, 2007 | 10 Comments »
The first time I heard Beatles ‘65 I was 9 or 10. It was a big deal because it was my first LP, the FIRST vinyl 33 1/3 Long Playing record album I ever owned. Before that, I had a series of 45’s, neatly stacked in the small bedroom I shared with my younger sister. [...]
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Posted in 25 Things, Culture, Film / TV / Video, Growing Older, Life, Love, Memoir, Music, Photography, Practice, Writing, Writing Topics, tagged 33 rpm's, 45 rpm's, Ann & Nancy Wilson, Blood On The Tracks, Dylan, heart, Hope & Glory, Love Me Like Music, music and memories, musicians, records, songwriters, Top 10 Albums of all time, vintage, wax, writing about music, Writing Topics on December 10, 2007 | 27 Comments »
Blood On The Tracks, newly painted garage door on Dylan’s childhood home, part of the Dylan Days tour, Hibbing, Minnesota, May 2006, photo © 2006 by Liz. All rights reserved.
I’ve had music on the brain. Last week I watched an October interview with Nancy and Ann Wilson on A&E’s Private Sessions. The two [...]
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Posted in Art, Culture, Dreams, Film / TV / Video, Growing Older, Laughing, Music, Photography, Place, Poetry, Politics, Vision, Writers, tagged 1960's counterculture, 6 Faces Of Dylan, Allen Ginsberg, Bob Dylan, Cate Blanchett as Bob Dylan, D.A. Pennebaker, Don't Look Back, Dylan Days, entertainment, film as art, Hibbing, I'm Not There, Minnesota, movie reviews, movies, Renaldo & Clara, Subterranean Homesick Blues, Tangled Up In Bob, Todd Haynes on December 6, 2007 | 26 Comments »
The 6 Faces Of Dylan, Cate Blanchett as Bob Dylan in I’m Not There, Uptown Theater, Minneapolis, Minnesota, November 2007, photo © 2007 by QuoinMonkey. All rights reserved.
Buttered popcorn in hand, I viewed I’m Not There at the Uptown Theater a few weeks ago. I have to admit, when my friends and I plopped down in the [...]
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Posted in Film / TV / Video, Laughing, Life, Love, Music, Personal, Practice, Topic Writing, Writing, Writing Practices, tagged humor, Laughing, Les Paul, mercury, moon, Music, Writing, writing practice on October 25, 2007 | 14 Comments »
I find humor in ridiculous things like the Great Pumpkin Catapult or singing moldy oldies with Liz in the morning when I’m spooning French Roast into the Braun. I crack up after belting out dreadful tunes from the seventies, something by Gilbert O’Sullivan or Bread, or rocking out, jammin’ to Stevie Wonder in Happy Feet.
I [...]
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Posted in Art, Culture, Doodling, Film / TV / Video, Laughing, Money, Music, Spirituality, tagged Chicano culture, Chicano identity, humor, Merv Griffin, What If So-and-So Were Chicano series on September 14, 2007 | 15 Comments »
Merv García, pen and ink and pencil on graph paper, doodle © 2007 by ybonesy. All rights reserved.
Merv Griffin: OK, my little pajaritos, do we have any requests?
Someone in audience: Y volver, volver, volver…
Someone else in audience: …a mis brazos otra vez…
MG: Coños, babies, come on, I’m not Al Hurricane…let me play you una cancioncita about my [...]
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Posted in Bones, Gratitude, Home, Life, Love, Music, Personal, Place, Silence, Spirituality, Writing, Writing Practices, tagged flags, healing, I-35 Bridge Collapse, Mennonites, Minneapolis, Minnesota, Music, red Ravine Guests, Teri Blair on September 10, 2007 | 36 Comments »
By Teri Blair
It’s been 40 days since the 35W Bridge collapsed. Today, a sunny Fall day, I’ve come down to view the site…the first day (since the first fitful days of August) that I’ve been here. I’m writing this from the 10th Ave Bridge. I stand close enough to the collapse site to see everything, [...]
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Posted in Body, Bones, Culture, Family, Great Places To Write, Growing Older, Home, Life, Maps, Memoir, Music, On the Road, Personal, Place, Practice, Relationships, Secrets, Structure, Topic Writing, Travel, Writers, Writing, tagged Augusta, daughters, Georgia, GRITS, Memoir, mothers, Music, research, Savannah, The South, Writers, Writing on June 6, 2007 | 29 Comments »
A train whistle howls in the distance. I hear it every night at the same time. A night owl growl out the window. It comforts me. A ritual I’ve come to expect. Hearing. Ears. Sights. Smells. The smell of the sweatshirt I’m wearing, a combination of both me and Liz.
The taste of the sweet tea on [...]
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Posted in Bones, Books, Culture, Death, Family, Gratitude, Growing Older, Haiku, Holidays, Life, Love, Money, Music, Personal, Place, Practice, Relationships, blogroll on May 27, 2007 | 5 Comments »
I am sitting on a burgundy leather couch in the Satellite coffee shop. I used to come here and write with a small group of people, we did Bones-style writing, and I remember how much the music bothered me. Today, now, it’s a bluesy piece with an organ played low and a woman’s smoky voice. Lounge [...]
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Posted in Culture, Dreams, Growing Older, Home, Life, Maps, Memoir, Money, Music, Nature, Personal, Place, Relationships, Secrets, Skies, Things That Fly, Topic Writing, Travel, Work, Writers, tagged Culture, flannel shirts, Goodbye Old Missoula, Home, Levi's, Minneapolis, Missoula, Montana, mountains, Secrets, sense of place, support of the arts, The Midwest, weird jobs, Willis Alan Ramsey on May 15, 2007 | 23 Comments »
For 8 years I lived in a sleepy little western town called Missoula. I was 22 when I arrived, 30 when I left. In between, I was a dental tool sharpener at American Dental on Reserve Street (now defunct), a clerk at a Husky gas station behind Ruby’s Cafe (on the strip near Malfunction Junction), [...]
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Posted in 25 Things, Authors, Books, Creative Nonfiction, Culture, Fiction, Film / TV / Video, Growing Older, Memoir, Music, Random, Reading, Short Story, Writers, Writing, tagged 1950's bestsellers, 1950's history, American bestsellers, bestsellers, Books, how literature enriches life, literature, the 1950's, Writers, Writing on May 2, 2007 | 10 Comments »
It was the 1950’s. Gas was 29¢ a gallon, cigarettes 25¢ a pack, a hospital stay was $35 a day. The Franklin National Bank in New York issued the first credit card, and the World’s first shopping mall in the U.S. - Seattle’s Northgate Mall was built. The First Grammy Awards happened, RCA’s Color Television [...]
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Posted in Art, Authors, Books, Creative Nonfiction, Culture, Death, Family, Memoir, Money, Music, Random, Silence, Spirituality, Structure on March 25, 2007 | 4 Comments »
Sunday Morning really rocked today. The least of it was that it ended with my beloved sandhill cranes roosting on the Platte River. Beautiful.
And Stevie Nicks is still rockin’ in middle age, after 30 plus years, with no sign of stopping. She said she’s not the least bit interested in telling a partner when she’s [...]
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Posted in Laughing, Music, Topic Writing on February 15, 2007 | 2 Comments »
When I was in high school, I counted the number of I know’s in Bill Withers’ Ain’t No Sunshine. You know, the part where he goes, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know…..there are 26.
Ever since I read ybonesy’s Easy post, damn if I can’t get [...]
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I don’t like the song Easy Like Sunday Morning by Lionel Richie, although the soft rock station I sometimes listen to in my car plays it quite a bit. I have it on my mind right now, in fact, after running to the bank and then to my daughters’ school and now back at work. [...]
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