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Carole King reminds me of a still vivid memory of driving to the lake house with your mom. Of course that was before everything turned 'bizarro' and I was still a member of your family. We were driving in a town I can't remember on a downtown street lined with diners and gift shops we'll never find...
We had a little “shaker” the other day, a visceral reminder that in spite of all the tangled little plans we weave out here on the left coast, we are really at the mercy of the very ground we so take for granted. So I selfishly offer these two songs to the earth mother in the hopes that she will...
For the past week I've been haunted by a ghost of a maybe memory that I thought involved Carly Simon and a cartoon called Chicken Soup. Today while I was doing something else, the answer came to me like a lightning flash from the ether. Carole King and Maurice Sendak. How could I have forgotten? And...
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