āRadio… It’s all right once in a while. Otherwise it tends to induce bad values, false dreams, lazy habits. Listening to these stories of foolishness and violence… this is no way for a boy to grow up.ā Rabbi Baumel to Joe, Radio Days, 1987. Is it a lost vehicle, radio? Have we been sucked into… Continue reading [Abby’s Road] What’s Your Frequency?
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Abby’s Road postponed ’til Monday
[Insert your sad face image here] Hello loyal readers. Please excuse me for not being prepared with my usual Friday column. Wish I could say that I was kidnapped by a flock of rabid pterodactyls and only returned this afternoon after an astronomical ransom was paid by my husband… but alas, I can’t. I am… Continue reading Abby’s Road postponed ’til Monday
[Abby’s Road] Like Christmas
Itās like Christmas up in here! Or Hanukkah. Or Kwanzaa. At any rate, put on your party beanie and crack open the Cristal because this past Wednesday my physical music (and a variety of other items like furniture, books and computers) arrived in Deutschland. Customs cleared everything, it has been un-boxed and is now ready… Continue reading [Abby’s Road] Like Christmas
[Abby’s Road] Kicking It Old School
And then there were three. In my language class, that is. I’ve enrolled myself in what one calls an “Intensive German Class.” M-F, 9am-1pm for 2 months. Intense indeed. It started with four students, including myself. Now, three days in, only GiGi, Jose and I remain. Keep in mind that I haven’t been a student… Continue reading [Abby’s Road] Kicking It Old School
[Abby’s Road] The Grass is Always Greener
GrĆ¼Ć Gott everyone. Iām as moved to Germany as one can be while waiting for every piece of furniture they own to arrive on a ship from America. Thought Iād take some of the spare time I have to spin you a little yarn – you know how I do. Munich has inspired me. That… Continue reading [Abby’s Road] The Grass is Always Greener
[Abby’s Road] Promise me youāll never forget meā¦
ā¦ because if I thought you would I’d never leave. -A.A. Milne Over the last year Iāve been lucky to have found an outlet for my ramblings. Being able to harness my twisted, musical stream-of-consciousness thoughts into a cohesive, short-ish blurb in the blogosphere is wonderful and meditative, despite how many (or few) are reading.… Continue reading [Abby’s Road] Promise me youāll never forget meā¦
[Abby’s Road] Thinking hard about the weather
Autumn has always been my favorite season. Because of this, my brain has an inordinately unbalanced pocket of memories, seasonally speaking. Most of my fondest happen to have occurred in and around the crisp, fall days of my past. There is nothing like being in Western Pennsylvania roundabout this time. Despite the dying flora, it… Continue reading [Abby’s Road] Thinking hard about the weather
[Abby’s Road] How many lists could a list-maker listā¦?
I am the queen of lists. I am always making them – have been since I was a little girl. I get it honestly as my father was always jotting something down on a small, white pad of paper or penciling facts and figures on the wall of his woodshop. The inside of my purses… Continue reading [Abby’s Road] How many lists could a list-maker listā¦?
[Abby’s Road] Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Con
Itās true. I go to shows like itās my job and buy more music than most women in their late-thirties. Though not a gambler, Iād be willing to put money on it. Iāve been told more than once by the grad students in my department that theyāre surprised at my age. My favorite exclamation to… Continue reading [Abby’s Road] Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Con
[Abby’s Road] Micol Cazzell
Iād be lying if I told you I never wanted to be in a band. I rarely talk about it as my talents are pretty basic. Thatā¦and Iād run the risk of the actual musicians I know snorting at me with disdain upon admitting such information. I can read music and play the piano and… Continue reading [Abby’s Road] Micol Cazzell