let me first say that i cannot take much credit for worthwhile music listened to in our house. don't get me wrong - i like music. sometimes i like it a lot and i turn the volume up way too loud. i generally have my radio on or a CD playing in the car (recently, i've been switching between npr and 'lorde'), and i have some favorite groups. (okay, if you really must know, they are 'green day' and 'social distortion.' oh, and just about anything from the eighties - because, of course, that was the most awesome decade ever.) but i frequently cannot remember the name of a song or what group sings it, and i often ignore words in favor of a catchy rhythm or melody. (i really don't care what they are saying.) i don't know about musical influences, or historical references, or any number of important contextual clues to why a song is significant.
but, guess what? i am married to someone who knows a lot of that stuff! & it is pretty interesting...if only i could remember it for longer than two minutes. in any case, because of him, we've caught some good music along the way. we got to see some favorites last night, and it was awesome. i stayed out really, really, really late on a school night - which, if you know me, is an extremely rare occurrence. i'm always worried i might turn into a pumpkin.
The Dave Rawlings Machine
Cat's Cradle
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| John Paul Jones (i'm told he was in led zeppelin...) Dave Rawlings (in cowboy hat) Gillian Welch (http://www.gillianwelch.com/) Willie Watson (old crow medicine show!!!) Paul Kowert (the punch brothers) Rayna Gellert (uncle earl awesomeness) |
meanwhile, about town...
there are very few stores remaining on the main street from my college days - but for all of your hipster needs, there's still Time After Time.
i still have the purple overalls that i hemmed with a stapler.
&, now, right next door is the scrumptious Mediterranean Deli http://www.mediterraneandeli.com/. the kibbi was completely yummy!
also, there's a cemetery on campus. and, guess what? they give tours! and there are some really.famous.people buried there. sadly, we couldn't find parking and were ten minutes late and the three student tour guides we spied hunkered down with their iphones as we circled (again) to find a space had (i imagine) gleefully departed to warmer climes and were desaparecidos by the time we finally arrived. so we toured ourselves. or, at least, we walked around in the bitter cold with the westerly wind under the blue november carolina sky. we recognized a couple names. read about long-ago professors and long-ago students, who lived old or died young. in parts of the cemetery, there are just misshapen rocks instead of gravestones. in some parts, nothing at all.
