<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14015219</id><updated>2011-04-21T11:32:16.085-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Was Stolen By the Gypsies</title><subtitle type='html'>I was stolen by the gypsies.  My parents stole me back.  Then the gypsies stole me again.  This went on for some time.  One minute I was in the caravan suckling the dark teat of my new mother, the next I sat at the long dining room table eating my breakfast with a silver spoon.  

It was the first day of spring.  One of my fathers was singing in the bathtub;  the other one was painting a live sparrow the colors of a tropical bird. - Charles Simic</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwasstolenbythegypsies.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14015219/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwasstolenbythegypsies.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>AG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15873553786651320837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>30</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14015219.post-114214926253826462</id><published>2006-03-11T23:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T17:54:55.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Kristy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/1600/Kristy%20Kruger.3-11-06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/320/Kristy%20Kruger.3-11-06.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The lovely and talented &lt;a href="http://www.kristykruger.com/"&gt;Kristy Kruger&lt;/a&gt; celebrated her 30th birthday by playing a show at Standard and Pour's with two of her musician friends and colleagues:  &lt;a href="http://www.dougburr.com/"&gt;Doug Burr&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.salimnourallah.com/index.html"&gt;Salim Nourallah&lt;/a&gt;.  It took a while to get the sound equipment set up, but it was worth the wait.  Each artist took turns playing songs, and sometimes chimed in intrumentally and/or vocally for each other.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen to &lt;a href="http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;friendid=7994003/"&gt;Kristy&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/1600/Kristy-Salim-Doug.3-11-06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/320/Kristy-Salim-Doug.3-11-06.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Kristy is constantly striving to learn new instruments and push her muscial boundaries.  She was trained formally, yet she uses a kazoo on some of her songs!  I particularly liked "The Night You Never Came."  &lt;a href="http://www.dougburr.com/"&gt;Doug Burr&lt;/a&gt; is wonderful on the guitar - he plays so intricately.  He is a well-respected talent in town, but I have to say that his music depresses me (each song seems to be in a minor key), and my patience threshhold is kind of low here.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen to &lt;a href="http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;friendid=16435270/"&gt;Doug&lt;/a&gt;.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salim was excellent as always.  In addition to some of very favorite songs like "Montreal" and "Never Say Never," he played two new songs fom a new album he is working on.  The subject:  depression.  And, "Hang On" was particularly poignant that evening.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen to &lt;a href="http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;friendid=10514506/"&gt;Salim&lt;/a&gt;.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Photos by AG&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14015219-114214926253826462?l=iwasstolenbythegypsies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwasstolenbythegypsies.blogspot.com/feeds/114214926253826462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14015219&amp;postID=114214926253826462&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14015219/posts/default/114214926253826462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14015219/posts/default/114214926253826462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwasstolenbythegypsies.blogspot.com/2006/03/happy-birthday-kristy.html' title='Happy Birthday, Kristy!'/><author><name>AG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15873553786651320837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14015219.post-114205805684868602</id><published>2006-03-10T22:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T17:58:27.333-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dave Doobinin, Blu Sanders, &amp; Aaron Barrera</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/1600/Dave%20Doobinin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/320/Dave%20Doobinin.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Three male musicians tooks turns onstage at Bend Studio Friday evening.  All were friends and had varying styles.  First up was a very tall, Brooklyn native, &lt;a href="http://www.davedoobinin.com/flash/doobinin2004.html"&gt;Dave Doobinin&lt;/a&gt;.  His songs ranged from stories about love to stories about war.  He also has a new album out:  &lt;em&gt;One Station Away&lt;/em&gt;.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen to &lt;a href="http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;friendid=2212678/"&gt;Dave Doobinin&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/1600/Blu%20Sanders.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/320/Blu%20Sanders.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blu.net/"&gt;Blue Sanders&lt;/a&gt;, a Texas native, who currently lives in Memphis, was up next.  Blu, in addition to having a cool name, has a strong voice.  Every single one of his songs was about a sad love affair.  It was a lot to bear...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen to &lt;a href="http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;friendID=8461772/"&gt;Blu Sanders&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/1600/Aaron%20Barrera.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/320/Aaron%20Barrera.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/activeradio/"&gt;Aaron Barrera&lt;/a&gt; played the third and final set of the evening.  An accomplished guitarist, Aaron is most recently known as the lead guitarist for &lt;a href="http://www.dandyer.com/"&gt;Dan Dyer&lt;/a&gt;'s band.  On his own, his style was akin to Led Zeppelin.  Serious songs with a serious guitar.  (Very nice guy as well.)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen to &lt;a href="http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;friendID=18064575/"&gt;Aaron Barrera&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Photos by AG&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14015219-114205805684868602?l=iwasstolenbythegypsies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwasstolenbythegypsies.blogspot.com/feeds/114205805684868602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14015219&amp;postID=114205805684868602&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14015219/posts/default/114205805684868602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14015219/posts/default/114205805684868602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwasstolenbythegypsies.blogspot.com/2006/03/dave-doobinin-blu-sanders-aaron.html' title='Dave Doobinin, Blu Sanders, &amp; Aaron Barrera'/><author><name>AG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15873553786651320837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14015219.post-114170387911869397</id><published>2006-03-06T19:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T20:29:29.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Salim Loves Math</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/1600/R_mike.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/200/R_mike.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mike Snider&lt;/strong&gt;, local music promotor and owner of &lt;a href="http://www.allgoodcafe.com/"&gt;The Allgood Cafe&lt;/a&gt;, organized a show of local artists Saturday night.  Mike always supports the local scene, and all the artists who played comprise a closeknit community of music professionals whose personal and professional lives are intermingled - whether it be playing in each other's bands or recording music together.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/1600/salim.0.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/400/salim.0.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.salimnourallah.com/index.html"&gt;Salim Nourallah&lt;/a&gt;, who records many local artists at his studio, &lt;a href="http://www.pleasantrylane.com/index.html"&gt;Pleasantry Lane&lt;/a&gt;, opened the show along with John Dufilho on drums and Jason Garner on the bass.  Unfortunately, I only caught the last third of his set, but it was great to see Salim.  Jayme and Gavin were in attendance and it was fun to watch Gavin tooling around the stage while his father played.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/1600/ilovemath_promo_02.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/400/ilovemath_promo_02.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Photo &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;by Allison Smith.&lt;/em&gt;  The next set was &lt;a href="http://www.iloveilovemath.com/"&gt;I Love Math&lt;/a&gt;, who consist of &lt;strong&gt;John Dufilho &lt;/strong&gt;- vocals, guitar, harmonica (&lt;a href="http://www.deathraydavies.com/"&gt;The Deathray Davies&lt;/a&gt;, The Polaroids), &lt;strong&gt;Jason Garner &lt;/strong&gt;- vocals, bass (The Deathray Davies, The Polaroids), &lt;strong&gt;Philip Peeples &lt;/strong&gt;- drums (&lt;a href="http://www.old97s.com/"&gt;The Old 97s&lt;/a&gt;), and &lt;strong&gt;Aaron Kelly &lt;/strong&gt;- keyboard.  Having just recorded their second album at Salim's studio, they invited Salim to sing on many of the songs with them.  I have seen I Love Math once before, and both times they have played an acoustic set, quite passionately.  It's modern rock and roll with a soul.  These are some of Dallas's best rock stars.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Discography:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I Love Math&lt;/em&gt; - Summer Break Records (2002)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen to &lt;a href="http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;friendid=10514506&amp;MyToken=58FBD11D-9569-8258-89C96DF3D37A32ED60211053"&gt;Salim Nourallah&lt;/a&gt;.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen to &lt;a href="http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;friendID=54055550"&gt;I Love Math&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14015219-114170387911869397?l=iwasstolenbythegypsies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwasstolenbythegypsies.blogspot.com/feeds/114170387911869397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14015219&amp;postID=114170387911869397&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14015219/posts/default/114170387911869397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14015219/posts/default/114170387911869397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwasstolenbythegypsies.blogspot.com/2006/03/salim-loves-math.html' title='Salim Loves Math'/><author><name>AG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15873553786651320837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14015219.post-114157735297221852</id><published>2006-03-05T08:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T20:48:05.116-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bob Schneider and Jeff Plankenhorn at Texas Discovery Gardens</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/1600/Bob%20Schneider%201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/320/Bob%20Schneider%201.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My friend &lt;strong&gt;Ally David&lt;/strong&gt;, owner of &lt;a href="http://www.bendstudio.com/"&gt;Bend Studio&lt;/a&gt;, put together a nice concert on Friday night.  The evening's opener was Chris Holt, and the main attraction was &lt;a href="http://www.bobschneidermusic.com/"&gt;Bob Schneider&lt;/a&gt;.  &lt;a href="http://www.dandyer.com/"&gt;Dan Dyer&lt;/a&gt; was set to play as well but had to cancel the night before.  The space, &lt;a href="http://www.texasdiscoverygardens.org/"&gt;Texas Discovery Gardens&lt;/a&gt;, was quite serene and lovely.  Located in Fair Park, I didn't even know that it existed.  And, it was not easy to find...  An indoor auditorium housed the concert.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interestingly, each artist pointed out how the interior made them feel as if they were in a high school auditorium.  There were some issues with the lights before the show started, and the event contact was not very helpful.  In the middle of the show, all of the stalls in the women's restrooms were out of toilet paper.  I had to track the guy down to replenish the supply.  By the end of the show, my friends told me that a toilet had overflowed!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/1600/jplankenhorn-plankH.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/320/jplankenhorn-plankH.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Unfortunately, it seemed that the audience was too impatient for Bob to listen to Chris Holt's set.  They chatted incessantly, which I am sure must be unnerving for a performer.  When Bob finally did show up, the audience was thrilled.  He was accompanied by his Lonelyland guitarist &lt;a href="http://www.propagandamediagroup.com/artists/jeff_plankenhorn/bio.htm"&gt;Jeff Plankenhorn&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;a href="http://www.billyharveymusic.com/"&gt;Billy Harvey&lt;/a&gt;'s replacement and a respected musician in his own right).  The set list was almost identical to the show Bob did in October  &lt;a href="http://www.mitchwatkins.com/"&gt;Mitch Watkins&lt;/a&gt;.  Except this time, Jeff brought about five guitars with him.  It seems that a guitar accompaniment to Bob's acoustic shows add a layer of depth and interest to the performances.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always enjoy Bob's performances.  Some of the songs have their own personas, and it is fun to see Bob play so many different characters ("C'mon Baby").  Then there are the songs I do not care for that seem to please the drunk fraternity crowd ("Titty Banging").  What can you do?    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen to &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/chrisholtmusic"&gt;Chris Holt&lt;/a&gt;.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen to &lt;a href="http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;friendid=2695507"&gt;Bob Schneider&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14015219-114157735297221852?l=iwasstolenbythegypsies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwasstolenbythegypsies.blogspot.com/feeds/114157735297221852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14015219&amp;postID=114157735297221852&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14015219/posts/default/114157735297221852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14015219/posts/default/114157735297221852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwasstolenbythegypsies.blogspot.com/2006/03/bob-schneider-and-jeff-plankenhorn-at.html' title='Bob Schneider and Jeff Plankenhorn at Texas Discovery Gardens'/><author><name>AG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15873553786651320837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14015219.post-113962036372111181</id><published>2006-02-09T20:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-10T17:12:43.743-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kacy Crowley is Better Than Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/1600/2_6_06.better_Kacy___cropped.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/400/2_6_06.better_Kacy___cropped.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The lovely and talented &lt;a href="http://www.kacycrowley.com/"&gt;Kacy Crowley&lt;/a&gt; played at &lt;a href="http://www.standardandpours.com/"&gt;Standard and Pours&lt;/a&gt; Thursday night.  This space is a casual coffee bar with brick walls and comfy couches to sit on.  This was Kacy's first time to play here, and lo and behold, another lovely and talented artist, &lt;a href="http://www.kristykruger.com/"&gt;Kristy Kruger&lt;/a&gt;, was working behind the counter as a barista!  I can't remember the young man who opened for Kacy, but he was wearing the t-shirt you see above.  Kacy talked about how she should wear it, or how Karl, her husband who was sitting on one of the couches, should actually wear it.  I suggested we get one for &lt;a href="http://www.billyharveymusic.com/"&gt;Billy Harvey&lt;/a&gt; to wear...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/1600/2_6_06.Kacy_2___cropped.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/400/2_6_06.Kacy_2___cropped.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lately, I've been listening to quite a bit of Kacy's music.  She inspires me in that she seems to have overcome so many incredible hardships, and the way she expresses those experiences is so raw and poignant.  The music seriously touches me in a profound way.  She played so many of my favorite songs:  "Bottle Cap," "Rebellious," Sinner's Hallelujah," "Holding in the World," "Kind of Perfect," "Badass," and a song that has not yet been recorded that I have been stupidly searching for on all my Kacy CDs - "There is Love."  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find this particular song so meaningful:  "It's the reason I get up in the morning/The reason I shower/ and walk the the streets with 1,000 strangers/ There is love."  And then:  "If you have questions, love's got answers."  If that is not your religion, then what is?      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, Kacy just shot a video for "Badass."  Apparently the theme has to do with some roughneck Roller Derby girls!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Listen to Kacy's music on her  &lt;a href="http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;friendID=43996212  "&gt;MySpace page&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14015219-113962036372111181?l=iwasstolenbythegypsies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwasstolenbythegypsies.blogspot.com/feeds/113962036372111181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14015219&amp;postID=113962036372111181&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14015219/posts/default/113962036372111181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14015219/posts/default/113962036372111181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwasstolenbythegypsies.blogspot.com/2006/02/kacy-crowley-is-better-than-me.html' title='Kacy Crowley is Better Than Me'/><author><name>AG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15873553786651320837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14015219.post-113859112930526995</id><published>2006-01-29T19:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T19:08:15.493-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bikram and Bozo</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Photo by Steve Poltz.&lt;/em&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/1600/b_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/320/b_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.poltz.com/"&gt;Steve Poltz&lt;/a&gt; (Bikram) and &lt;a href="http://www.billyharveymusic.com/"&gt;Billy Harvey&lt;/a&gt; (Bozo) played at Bend Studio Saturday night, and we, the audience, didn't want it to end...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/1600/Billy_Harvey_b.1_28_06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/200/Billy_Harvey_b.1_28_06.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Billy opened the show and played for an hour.  He brought his loop and performed newly-styled versions of "Crush You" and "Candleshop."  So very interesting.  He played a few of his new songs, which will hopefully be recorded on a new album with a new record deal!  He is waiting this week to hear from a small label, so cross your fingers for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/1600/Steve_Poltz_and_Austin.1_28_06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/200/Steve_Poltz_and_Austin.1_28_06.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Billy and Steve drove up together from Austin because Billy is producing Steve's newest album.  Steve told us he was appreciative of Billy, not only as producer, but also for allowing him to stay in his home.  (He brought is futon from California and has been sleeping on the floor in the recording studio room of Billy's house.)  Every morning Steve gets up at six to go to a Bikram yoga class, hence the photo he and Billy sent to Ally at Bend Studio.  Not sure that the Bozo part means though...  Steve played tunes like, "Silver Lining," and "Tree Huggers."  My favorite was his performance of "Stax," however.  A childhood friend and her children were in the audience, so he constantly imparted wisdom to them:  "Stay true to your dreams and talents and the money will follow."  &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/1600/Steve_Poltz_singing_Sewing_Machine.1_28_06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/200/Steve_Poltz_singing_Sewing_Machine.1_28_06.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Steve shared two songs he wrote as part of a songwriting game he and many of the artists on this site take part in.  The artists in the group come up with a title and have 24 hours to write a song with the words of the title in it.  The first one Steve played was "Cold German," and no doubt, it was a hilarious tune about a cold German woman he had a relationship with (at one point in the song, he described here putting three ice cubes up his ass!).  Fictional?  Who knows?  The other song was "Sewing Machine," and he stood up to act it out (dramatic pre-recorded music was piped in).  The narrative had to do with a bad man who stole children and sewed them to canvasses in his house.  Oy veh!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/1600/Steve_and_Billy.Hooked_on_a_Feeling.1_28_06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/320/Steve_and_Billy.Hooked_on_a_Feeling.1_28_06.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For the final song, Billy accompanied Steve on stage to play the David Hasselhof version of "Hooked on a Feeling."  (Billy did the "Boom Chaka Laka" part and the percussion.  There is a bit of an inside joke amongst Bend friends and Billy's yahoo group friends who have been sharing a link to &lt;a href="http://www.thesuperficial.com/archives/2006/01/26/david_hasselhoff_is_hooked_on.html..comment/"&gt;Hasselhof's video&lt;/a&gt; of the song.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall the evening was a treat.  Two creative and handsome men, who courageously live their lives doing what they love, shared their talents and joy with us.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Photos by AG&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14015219-113859112930526995?l=iwasstolenbythegypsies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwasstolenbythegypsies.blogspot.com/feeds/113859112930526995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14015219&amp;postID=113859112930526995&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14015219/posts/default/113859112930526995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14015219/posts/default/113859112930526995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwasstolenbythegypsies.blogspot.com/2006/01/bikram-and-bozo.html' title='Bikram and Bozo'/><author><name>AG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15873553786651320837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14015219.post-113399213811287582</id><published>2005-12-22T21:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T19:11:23.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shows I've Seen This Fall</title><content type='html'>I've been remiss in keeping the music blog updated this autumn, but I have not been remiss in going to shows.  Here's a brief lowdown:  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bobschneidermusic.com/"&gt;Bob Schneider&lt;/a&gt;/Thursday, December 22/Rock House Pictures&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob played a sold-out Bend show at Rock House Pictures.  It was one of his best solo shows.  I got to manage the merch table and made $60!  (Hey, it helped at the slot machines in Vegas!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kacycrowley.com/"&gt;Kacy Crowley&lt;/a&gt; with Love and Happiness/Saturday, December 10/AllGood Cafe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got to see Kacy with her band.  It was a different vibe from her solo shows.  I loved watching her dance and sway on stage.  She graciously gave me a Moodswing t-shirt as a gift!    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/1600/Tom_Freund.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/320/Tom_Freund.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tomfreund.com/"&gt;Tom Freund&lt;/a&gt; (with  &lt;a href="http://www.bohemiabeat.com/AbraMooreHome.htm"&gt;Abra Moore&lt;/a&gt;)/Sunday, December 4/Bend Studio&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so glad i dragged my ass to this show.  Tom is quite the California bohemian and tree-hugger if I don't mind pointing out myself.  His songs were deep and reflective.  Abra Moore has a beautiful voice!  She played alone and then with Tom later in his set.  You might recognize from the film &lt;em&gt;Slacker&lt;/em&gt;, where she played the mean senior, Has Change.      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.billyharveymusic.com/"&gt;Billy Harvey&lt;/a&gt; (with Kacy Crowley)/Saturday, November 19/Bend Studio&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah--it was a night with my two favorite artists.  And, I finally got to meet Karl, Kacy's talented writer husband.  (He videotaped the show).  And, Kacy tried to behave by not telling too many stories about Karl...  Billy was great as usual.  He and Kacy are friends, and he actually produced her last album, &lt;em&gt;Tramps Like Us&lt;/em&gt;.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/1600/Beth_Wood.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/320/Beth_Wood.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bethwoodmusic.com/"&gt;Beth Wood&lt;/a&gt; (with &lt;a href="http://www.marenmorris.com/"&gt;Maren Morris&lt;/a&gt;/Friday, November 11/Bend Studio&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beth played joyfully, as usual.  Prolific in songwriting and guitar-playing.  &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/1600/Maren_Morris.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/200/Maren_Morris.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The opener was only 14 years old!  She has budding talent, but has a long way to go.  I mean, what kind of life situations can you write about as a young teen?  &lt;em&gt;I wonder what Bob is thinking in this photo?&lt;/em&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.salimnourallah.com/"&gt;Salim Nourallah&lt;/a&gt; (with &lt;a href="http://www.chrisholtmusic.com/"&gt;Chris Holt&lt;/a&gt;)/Friday, November 18/Bend Studio&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The duo rocked the house, and I was thrilled when Salim played "Montreal" just for me!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Billy Harvey/Saturday, October 15/Bend Studio&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man's a creative genius.  We're lucky he's a Bend Studio frequenter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14015219-113399213811287582?l=iwasstolenbythegypsies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwasstolenbythegypsies.blogspot.com/feeds/113399213811287582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14015219&amp;postID=113399213811287582&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14015219/posts/default/113399213811287582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14015219/posts/default/113399213811287582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwasstolenbythegypsies.blogspot.com/2005/12/shows-ive-seen-this-fall.html' title='Shows I&apos;ve Seen This Fall'/><author><name>AG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15873553786651320837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14015219.post-112906764558550689</id><published>2005-10-14T21:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-01-29T19:32:24.196-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Steve Poltz</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/1600/steve%20poltz.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/400/steve%20poltz.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You haven't seen a show until you have seen &lt;a href="http://www.poltz.com/"&gt;Steve Poltz&lt;/a&gt;.  He has an uncanny ability to connect with the audience and make you laugh.  (He tells the wildest stories, has been known to strip down to his boxers and socks, and makes nutty facial expressions.)  In fact, after the show, you will probably chat with him and be proud to call him your friend.  And this is not even mentioning his extraordinary musical talent...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw Steve Poltz for the first time last spring during a low period when I found out my dog had a terminal disease.  &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/1600/poltz%20b.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/400/poltz%20b.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Not only did Steve's joie de vivre lighten my spirits and remind me that life was precious and good, but he actually sat down and chatted with me about my dog and even looked at photos I had taken digital camera earlier in the day.  I was rather taken aback by a rockstar who actually cared and showed some humanity rather than indifference.  Obviously, it had quite an effect on me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Born in Nova Scotia, Steve's family moved to San Diego when he was a child.  Like so many talented artists, he picked up the guitar at an early age and began taking lessons.  You will learn more about Steve than I could possibly tell you when you go to one of shows:  he grew up in a very Catholic family, he has a sister and a nephew, he and his dad love baseball, he has suffered a collapsed lung numerous times, he still keeps in touch with his childhood friend, Mokie (who happens to live in the Dallas-area), and he wrote "You Were Meant for Me" with Jewel.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/1600/poltz%20c.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/400/poltz%20c.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After college, Steve took off for Europe to travel and busk his way around.  When he came home, he started The Rugburns, a popular San Diego band.  It was he who discovered Jewel and wrote that amazing song with her.  And it is Steve who keeps getting "San Diego's Most Influential Artist of the Decade," award at the annual San Diego Music Awards.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steve is an amazing songwriter--from the profound and sad to the humourous, his music never ceases to amaze me.  Be sure to check out his website and read the periodic blogs he posts while he is traveling and playing.  You will be laughing out loud.  &lt;em&gt;Photos by Deana Mason&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sample some of Steve's music on his &lt;a href="http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;friendID=4787161&amp;Mytoken=CEE78963-5685-1191-30E51087F36BE93634532545/"&gt;MySpace page&lt;/a&gt;.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Every Hour, Every Day"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i won't stop&lt;br /&gt;till i pop&lt;br /&gt;don't try and take away my fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't want t.v.&lt;br /&gt;cause all i see&lt;br /&gt;are people shootin people with their guns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;days are numbered&lt;br /&gt;in the good book&lt;br /&gt;ain't that what they say?&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna cram all the livin that i can&lt;br /&gt;in every single hour and every day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't be shy&lt;br /&gt;try not to lie&lt;br /&gt;open up a brand new door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eat weird food&lt;br /&gt;elevate your mood&lt;br /&gt;give a little bit then give more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;days are numbered&lt;br /&gt;in the good book&lt;br /&gt;ain't that what they say?&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna cram all the livin that i can&lt;br /&gt;in every single hour and every day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;live my life&lt;br /&gt;i won't be scared&lt;br /&gt;for the world i say a prayer&lt;br /&gt;i won't sell my soul to compromise&lt;br /&gt;i want to look you in the eye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;want to read a book&lt;br /&gt;learn how to cook&lt;br /&gt;visit some strange exotic land&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one day i so&lt;br /&gt;want to go go go &lt;br /&gt;try my best to land a helping hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;days are numbered&lt;br /&gt;in the big book&lt;br /&gt;ain't that what they say?&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna cram all the livin that i can&lt;br /&gt;to every single hour and every day&lt;br /&gt;to every single hour and every day&lt;br /&gt;to every single hour and every day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discography:  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chinese Vacation&lt;/em&gt; (2003)  Immergent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;One Left Shoe&lt;/em&gt; (1998)  Polygram Records&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Conversations Over a Cerveza&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Live at Largo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Answering Machine&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14015219-112906764558550689?l=iwasstolenbythegypsies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwasstolenbythegypsies.blogspot.com/feeds/112906764558550689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14015219&amp;postID=112906764558550689&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14015219/posts/default/112906764558550689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14015219/posts/default/112906764558550689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwasstolenbythegypsies.blogspot.com/2005/10/steve-poltz.html' title='Steve Poltz'/><author><name>AG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15873553786651320837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14015219.post-112873045787562893</id><published>2005-10-07T17:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-01-29T20:03:27.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bob Schneider and Mitch Watkins</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/1600/poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/320/poster.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bobschneidermusic.com/"&gt;Bob Schneider&lt;/a&gt; was accompanied by &lt;a href="http://www.mitchwatkins.com/"&gt;Mitch Watkins&lt;/a&gt; for one of the best acoustic sets I have ever seen/heard.  As part of Bend Studio's Intimate Music Series, the event was held at a satellite location on October 6th.  &lt;strong&gt;Rocky Powell&lt;/strong&gt;, director, photographer, and Bend friend, offered up his amazing studio, &lt;strong&gt;Rock House Films&lt;/strong&gt;, for the show.  The space was open, acoustically phenomenal, and still as intimate and as cozy as Bend's yoga studio.  &lt;em&gt;Poster designed by Robert Lin.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Together the duo played material from their album, &lt;em&gt;Underneath the Onion Trees&lt;/em&gt;, which was recorded in Mitch's home in Austin.  &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/1600/bob2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/200/bob.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They also played tunes from Bob's more recent albums, &lt;em&gt;I'm Good Now&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;Lonelyland&lt;/em&gt;.  In addition to a jazz lick, the duo's style ranged from rock to blues to country to jazz.  Bob never ceases to amaze me with his incredible talent.  His vocal styling covers just about every gamut.  Truly there is nothing he cannot sing.  Cleanly-shaven and in an affable mood, Bob continually acknowledged Mitch, who is probably the best guitarist I have ever seen.  Both men were clad in black, and Mitch's black beret was certainly a nod to his classical jazz background.  (For more info. on Bob, see this &lt;a href="http://iwasstolenbythegypsies.blogspot.com/2005/07/1978-and-2002.html/"&gt;previous blog entry&lt;/a&gt;.  &lt;em&gt;Photo by Deana Mason.&lt;/em&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mitch Watkins&lt;/strong&gt; was born in McAllen, Texas.  He learned piano at age eight and guitar at age twelve.  &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/1600/mitch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/200/mitch.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After the normal guitar worship (Jeff Beck, Jimmy Page, Eric Clapton, &amp; Jimi Hendrix), Mitch fell in love with classical music (Bach, Stravinsky).  He attended Texas Christian University on a choral conducting scholarship, but ended up quitting school to join a rock and roll band.  He eventually went back to school at the University of Texas at Austin and studied composition for four years.  At this time, he became immersed in jazz.  Mitch currently lives in Austin.  When he is not playing with his band, he is playing with people such as Lovett, Paul Glasse, and John Fremgen.  &lt;em&gt;Photo by Deana Mason.&lt;/em&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The show was recorded on CD and on DVD and may be purchased on the &lt;a href="http://www.bendstudio.com/"&gt;Bend website&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discography:  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Underneath the Onion Trees&lt;/em&gt; - Bob Schneider &amp; Mitch Watkins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Humhead&lt;/em&gt; (1995) - Mitch Watkins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Strings with Wings&lt;/em&gt; (1992) - Mitch Watkins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Curves&lt;/em&gt; (1990) - Mitch Watkins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Underneath It All&lt;/em&gt; (1989) - Mitch Watkins&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14015219-112873045787562893?l=iwasstolenbythegypsies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwasstolenbythegypsies.blogspot.com/feeds/112873045787562893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14015219&amp;postID=112873045787562893&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14015219/posts/default/112873045787562893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14015219/posts/default/112873045787562893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwasstolenbythegypsies.blogspot.com/2005/10/bob-schneider-and-mitch-watkins.html' title='Bob Schneider and Mitch Watkins'/><author><name>AG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15873553786651320837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14015219.post-112826133337759245</id><published>2005-10-02T06:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T08:48:22.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Darden Smith</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/1600/DARDEN.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/320/DARDEN.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.dardensmith.com/"&gt;Darden Smith &lt;/a&gt;played Bend Studio on October 1st.  As a new listener, I was struck by the maturity of the lyrics.  His ballads were imbued with philosophical thoughts covering all kinds of subjects:  love, war, friendship.  He was incredibly gracious to the audience, in which some of his family members sat.  He talked with us about being 43, married, and having children.  Hence, the maturity, I suppose...  One of his songs played with the idea of having fantasies (yes, THAT kind).  Of course, everyone laughed, but the chorus tenderly described lying next to his wife, and the both of them knowing what was real and true.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Style-wise, Darden blends western swing, rock, and folk to create his own unique sound.  He was raised on a farm in Brenham, Texas.  He started writing songs at age 14 when his family moved to Houston.  While attending college in Austin, however, Darden was exposed to the club scene that influenced his career choice.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darden has always experimented with various music venues and programs.  In 1989, he composed music for experimental dance-theater works.  And, in 1999, he was commissioned to create an orchestral work for the Austin Symphony Orchestra (Grand Motion-2000).  He is currently working on a new theater piece and creating a radio documentary on Texas songwriters for the BBC2.          &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I don’t worry about a lot of the stuff I used to worry about. This is my 10th record and my 20th anniversary in this business, and I realize how fortunate I am to be able to make a living being a musician, doing what I love to do. Why fight it? This is who I am, so I’m just going to groove along and enjoy the ride. I feel great, better than ever. So here we go.” - Darden Smith&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discography:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Field of Crows&lt;/em&gt; (2005)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Circo&lt;/em&gt; (2004)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sunflower &lt;/em&gt;(2002)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Extra Extra&lt;/em&gt; (2000)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Deep Fantastic Blues &lt;/em&gt;(1996)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Little Victories&lt;/em&gt; (1993)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Trouble No More&lt;/em&gt; (1990)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Evidence&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14015219-112826133337759245?l=iwasstolenbythegypsies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwasstolenbythegypsies.blogspot.com/feeds/112826133337759245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14015219&amp;postID=112826133337759245&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14015219/posts/default/112826133337759245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14015219/posts/default/112826133337759245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwasstolenbythegypsies.blogspot.com/2005/10/darden-smith.html' title='Darden Smith'/><author><name>AG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15873553786651320837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14015219.post-112752678132979470</id><published>2005-09-23T19:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T20:49:26.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucinda Williams</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/1600/lucinda%20red%20pants.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/320/lucinda%20red%20pants.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think one of the main reasons I love &lt;a href="http://www.lucindawilliams.com/home.html/"&gt; Lucinda Williams&lt;/a&gt; is because she is so honest--about herself.  Sure, many singer/songwriters write about the truth of their surroundings and wax philosophical about the state of the world, of love, of sex.  But Lucinda invites you into her world, exposing vulnerabilities most people wouldn't even reveal to their shrinks.  In "Those Three Days," she sings,  "Did you only want me for those three days/ Did you only need for those three days?"  Obviously a brief affair ended with abandonment.  Instead of the usual angry rock-n-roll response, Lucinda soulfully asks, "Did you love me forever?"      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucinda played a great show at The Gypsy Tea Room last week.  She started late and ended even later, as she is known to do.  She was accompanied by her outstanding band:  &lt;strong&gt;Doug Pettibone&lt;/strong&gt; (guitar), &lt;strong&gt;Jim Christie&lt;/strong&gt; (drums, keyboard), and &lt;strong&gt;Taras Prodaniuk&lt;/strong&gt; (bass).  Wearing a pair of tight jeans, boots, and her signature cowboy hat, Lucinda was in a great mood and talked about her fondness for Texas and Texas songwriters.  She played many old songs and shared lots of new ones as well.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/1600/lucinda%20up%20close.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/320/lucinda%20up%20close.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Born in Lake Charles, Louisiana, Lucinda represents those aspects of the South that I am drawn to.  Certainly not the southern belle crap, but the gritty sense of being with all its pain and joy.  I always think of wet heat, rhythm, sultry evenings, being a little drunk, and the blues when I listen to Lucinda.  She was raised by her father, Miller Williams, a well-known poet and professor.  His love of words influenced Lu, and to this day, she will runs songs by him.  (Her mother, Lucy, was a piano teacher who divorced her father when Lucinda was still young.)  Miller Williams' academic post took he and Lucinda to places like Chile and Mexico City.  And, she was also privy to her father's poet and writer friends:  Allen Ginsburg, James Dickey, Charles Bukowski, and Flannery O'Connor.  Musically, she listened to quite a range of genres, from country (Loretta Lynn &amp; Hank Williams) to jazz (John Coltrane &amp; Chet Baker) to Delta blues (Robert Johnson &amp; Howlin Wolf), to folk (Joan Baez &amp; Bob Dylan) to rock (the Doors, Jimi Hendrix).   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/1600/lu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/320/lu.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lucinda started playing the guitar and writing songs at age 12.  She eventually enrolled in college and dropped out to play music.  After a time of playing in New Orleans bars for tips, she moved to Austin where she worked as a street perfromer.  She then moved to Nashville for a duration of 15 years.  It was during this time when she won two of three Grammy's (1993 - "Passionate Kisses" - Best Country Song and 1998 - &lt;em&gt;Car Wheels on a Gravel Road&lt;/em&gt; - Best Contemporary Folk Album).  (Lucinda's third grammy was for Best Female Rock Vocal Performance in 2001, for the song "Get Right with God."    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucinda currently lives in Burbank, CA.  She is a true poet, sharing tender, heart-renching stories that range from the broken-hearted ballads to homelessness to child abuse to thoughts about God.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"righteously"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you don't have to prove your manhood to me constantly&lt;br /&gt;i know you're the man&lt;br /&gt;can't you see&lt;br /&gt;i love you righteously&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why you wanna to dis me after the way you been kissin me&lt;br /&gt;after those pretty things you say&lt;br /&gt;and the love we made today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you run your hand all up and run it back down my leg&lt;br /&gt;get excited and bite my neck&lt;br /&gt;get me all worked up like that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think this through i laid it down for you everytime&lt;br /&gt;respect me i give you what's mine&lt;br /&gt;you're entirely way too fine  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arms around my waist &lt;br /&gt;you get a taste of how good this could be&lt;br /&gt;be the man you ought to tenderly&lt;br /&gt;stand up for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;flirt with me don't keep hurtin me&lt;br /&gt;don't cause me pain&lt;br /&gt;be my lover don't play no game&lt;br /&gt;just play me john coltrane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discography:  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Live at the Fillmore&lt;/em&gt; (2004)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;World Without Tears&lt;/em&gt; (2003)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Essence&lt;/em&gt; (2001)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Car Wheels on a Gravel Road&lt;/em&gt; (1998)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happy Woman Blues&lt;/em&gt; (1980)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ramblin&lt;/em&gt; (1979)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14015219-112752678132979470?l=iwasstolenbythegypsies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwasstolenbythegypsies.blogspot.com/feeds/112752678132979470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14015219&amp;postID=112752678132979470&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14015219/posts/default/112752678132979470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14015219/posts/default/112752678132979470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwasstolenbythegypsies.blogspot.com/2005/09/lucinda-williams.html' title='Lucinda Williams'/><author><name>AG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15873553786651320837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14015219.post-112707256496846199</id><published>2005-09-18T21:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T21:16:17.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Billy and Salim at the Granada</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/1600/billy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/320/billy.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Friday night was a great night for music in Dallas at the Granada Theatre!  &lt;a href="http://www.billyharveymusic.com/"&gt;Billy Harvey&lt;/a&gt; and his band played an interesting and fun set.  Each time I have seen the full band, they play the same songs in different styles.  A new bass player used a saw as accompaniment for "Honey."  It was like that spooky Elvis version of "Blue Moon."  Billy ended the set with "When I Say Go," another one of his great songs.  &lt;em&gt;Photo by Holly Bronko&lt;/em&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Listen to Billy's songs on his &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/billyharvey"&gt;MySpace page&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/1600/salim3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/320/salim2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.salimnourallah.com/index.html"&gt;Salim Nourallah&lt;/a&gt; and his second band, The Noise, played after Billy.  This was their second live show, and it was fucking incredible.  Salim has a real knack for assembling amazing musicians to truly make beautiful noise.  Now I am just waiting for a recording and for a bumper sticker...  &lt;em&gt;Design by Jayme Nourallah&lt;/em&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Listen to Salim's songs on his &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/salim"&gt;MySpace page&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"all waste the days"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most people love the sound of their own voice&lt;br /&gt;over the white noise&lt;br /&gt;push and they shove&lt;br /&gt;get on to the subway&lt;br /&gt;while all barely awake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all waste all waste&lt;br /&gt;the days&lt;br /&gt;all waste all waste the days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we feed in to line, the glare of the sun shines&lt;br /&gt;in to our dull eyes &lt;br /&gt;the meaning of life stretched on a billboard&lt;br /&gt;but we know what that's for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all waste all waste&lt;br /&gt;the day&lt;br /&gt;all waste, all waste&lt;br /&gt;the days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;set us all free&lt;br /&gt;open the big sky&lt;br /&gt;shut off the night light, kiss us goodbye &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna be&lt;br /&gt;soaring above clouds&lt;br /&gt;not in a coffin stuck in the ground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all waste all waste&lt;br /&gt;the days&lt;br /&gt;all waste all waste&lt;br /&gt;the days&lt;br /&gt;all waste all waste&lt;br /&gt;the days&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14015219-112707256496846199?l=iwasstolenbythegypsies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwasstolenbythegypsies.blogspot.com/feeds/112707256496846199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14015219&amp;postID=112707256496846199&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14015219/posts/default/112707256496846199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14015219/posts/default/112707256496846199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwasstolenbythegypsies.blogspot.com/2005/09/billy-and-salim-at-granada.html' title='Billy and Salim at the Granada'/><author><name>AG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15873553786651320837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14015219.post-112622248906021726</id><published>2005-09-10T21:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-01-29T19:55:24.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Patrice Pike</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/1600/pp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/320/pp.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I finally got to see Austin artist &lt;a href="http://www.patricepike.com/"&gt;Patrice Pike&lt;/a&gt; live at Bend Studio on Saturday.  The last time she played, I was in the ER, but that's a different story...  A petite woman with a powerful presence, Patrice exudes these good vibes.  She has a lovely voice and is absolutely earnest when she talks about her music and her life experiences.  In fact, many critics and fans revel at Patrice's ability to "connect" with her audience.  Having grown up in Dallas, she talked about spending the day in town and hanging out with her friends and her family  (her father was in attendance at the show).  &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/1600/tattoo1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/200/tattoo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of my favorite songs was "Swimming," which was about watching a friend lose his life to the bottle.  Then there were heart-felt love songs like "Truly, I Want You."  Some of her ballads included the popular, "Chico," and another song about her grandmother.  Patrice was the lead singer and rhythm guitarist of the popular Austin band Sister Seven.  Her current band is the &lt;strong&gt;Black Box Rebellion&lt;/strong&gt;.  She was accompanied on stage by &lt;strong&gt;Steven Wiedermeier&lt;/strong&gt;.  The final amazingly cool aspect of Patrice is her tattoo.  Check it out.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/1600/Kacy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/320/Kacy.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The evening was opened by the one and only &lt;a href="http://www.kacycrowley.com/"&gt;Kacy Crowley&lt;/a&gt;.  She sang her heart out, and graciously took a final request of "Kind of Perfect," a beautiful song she wrote for her husband.  (This time she got South American pastries.)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"kind of perfect"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why don't you talk about it?&lt;br /&gt;i know there's something on your mind&lt;br /&gt;you go on and get a cigarette&lt;br /&gt;i'll be waiting outside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last few years have been much harder&lt;br /&gt;than we'd ever thought they'd be&lt;br /&gt;i know you hate it when i say i'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;but i'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was never a point in our love&lt;br /&gt;that i didn't love you&lt;br /&gt;not a point in our love&lt;br /&gt;i always did&lt;br /&gt;i always will&lt;br /&gt;i always do&lt;br /&gt;love you still&lt;br /&gt;i always would&lt;br /&gt;how could i not&lt;br /&gt;just look at us baby&lt;br /&gt;we're kind of perfect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i get all wrapped up&lt;br /&gt;cause i don't know who to be&lt;br /&gt;you know know when to be my security blanket&lt;br /&gt;and when to uncover me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so let's just sit out on the backporch &lt;br /&gt;and unravel everything&lt;br /&gt;someday these will be our old days&lt;br /&gt;let's make them worth remembering&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was never a point in our love&lt;br /&gt;that i didn't love you&lt;br /&gt;not a point in our love&lt;br /&gt;i always did&lt;br /&gt;i always will&lt;br /&gt;i always do&lt;br /&gt;love you still&lt;br /&gt;i always would&lt;br /&gt;how could i not&lt;br /&gt;just look at us baby&lt;br /&gt;we're kind of perfect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never planned on loving somebody so much&lt;br /&gt;but i always had pretty good luck, baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i always did&lt;br /&gt;i always will&lt;br /&gt;i always do&lt;br /&gt;love you still&lt;br /&gt;i always would&lt;br /&gt;how could i not&lt;br /&gt;just look at us baby&lt;br /&gt;we're kind of perfect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're kind of perfect...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Photos by AG&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14015219-112622248906021726?l=iwasstolenbythegypsies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwasstolenbythegypsies.blogspot.com/feeds/112622248906021726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14015219&amp;postID=112622248906021726&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14015219/posts/default/112622248906021726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14015219/posts/default/112622248906021726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwasstolenbythegypsies.blogspot.com/2005/09/patrice-pike.html' title='Patrice Pike'/><author><name>AG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15873553786651320837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14015219.post-112622224038097496</id><published>2005-09-09T21:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T13:02:08.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tony Scalzo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/1600/Tony%20Scalzo%20CU.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/320/Tony%20Scalzo%20CU.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Austin-based artist &lt;a href="http://www.tonyscalzo.com/"&gt;Tony Scalzo&lt;/a&gt; played at Bend Studio Friday night.  Sans keyboard, he played guitar and was joined by the very talented &lt;strong&gt;Jason Enright&lt;/strong&gt; on guitar as well.  Together, they played beautiful music.  Tony's lyrics tend to be ballad-driven, communicating messages about love and relationships.  And he has such a unique voice, smoky with a range on the high side.  Friday night he sported a new hair style, the one that only the cool gay guys in Dallas have discovered:  a slight mohawk on top but no shaved sides.  Very nice.  Tony is the lead of &lt;strong&gt;Fastball&lt;/strong&gt;, which is currently on hiatus.  He played old and new songs including:  "Motorcycle Girl," "The Fallout," "The Way," and of course, "Out of My Head."  Listen to some of Tony's tunes on his &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/tonyscalzo"&gt;MySpace page&lt;/a&gt;.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Photo by AG&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14015219-112622224038097496?l=iwasstolenbythegypsies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwasstolenbythegypsies.blogspot.com/feeds/112622224038097496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14015219&amp;postID=112622224038097496&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14015219/posts/default/112622224038097496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14015219/posts/default/112622224038097496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwasstolenbythegypsies.blogspot.com/2005/09/tony-scalzo.html' title='Tony Scalzo'/><author><name>AG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15873553786651320837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14015219.post-112622199629585164</id><published>2005-09-08T16:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T06:54:10.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Momo's:  Austin, TX</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/1600/Billy%20Harvey%20and%20band%201-cropped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/320/Billy%20Harvey%20and%20band%201-cropped.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The appeal to drive down to Austin for the Labour Day holiday was accentuated by the fact that two of my favorite artists were playing at Momo's on Friday night.  &lt;a href="http://www.salimnourallah.com/index.html"&gt;Salim Nourallah&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.chrisholtmusic.com/"&gt;Chris Holt&lt;/a&gt;  travelled from Dallas to Austin for a show and for a little break with their families.  I was sad for them in that the high gas prices ate up the money they were paid for the gig...  And, the venue put them on first, when they should have played right before (my other fave) &lt;a href="http://www.billyharveymusic.com/"&gt;Billy Harvey&lt;/a&gt;.  Apparently Momo's is notorious for scheduling an evening of sets with bands that have no cohesive theme whatsoever.  Some cheesy (and not very good) band played after Salim.  We left to get dinner during this time.  Then some guy who was not even publicized as being part of the evening's set, took the stage.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/1600/BH2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/320/BH2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Billy was accompanied by his band.  It was fun.  His drummer wears a skirt.  I wish they would all wear skirts.  I've told you all about Billy.  Just enjoy the photos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Photos by AG&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14015219-112622199629585164?l=iwasstolenbythegypsies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwasstolenbythegypsies.blogspot.com/feeds/112622199629585164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14015219&amp;postID=112622199629585164&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14015219/posts/default/112622199629585164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14015219/posts/default/112622199629585164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwasstolenbythegypsies.blogspot.com/2005/09/momos-austin-tx.html' title='Momo&apos;s:  Austin, TX'/><author><name>AG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15873553786651320837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14015219.post-112520607986041272</id><published>2005-08-27T21:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T06:45:43.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Peter, Salim, Chris, Blake, Fallon, and Matt</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/1600/peter%20schmidt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/320/peter%20schmidt.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  I was privy to lots of good music this weekend, and all of it was performed by local (Dallas and Austin) artists.  &lt;a href="http://www.peterschmidt.us/"&gt;Peter Schmidt&lt;/a&gt; and one of his Gentleman Scholars, keyboardist &lt;strong&gt;Rich Martin&lt;/strong&gt;, opened at Bend Studio Friday night.  I love that Peter has &lt;strong&gt;Gentleman Scholars&lt;/strong&gt;, even though I'm not sure exactly what that means.  Peter has a strong stage presence, and his songs sound as if they were very much influenced by Elvis Costello.  I thought he seemed quite serious, but then one of his songs broke into:  "Who's you daddy?  Who is your daddy?  Who's your daddy?"  Well, I thought it was funny.  I noticed on his website that he was in Funland (in the 90s), a band that a particular college friend idolized.  It's a small world.  Peter has these great &lt;a href="http://www.peterschmidt.us/music_opinions.html"&gt;music critiques&lt;/a&gt; of various records on his website, very subjective and very interesting.  I can't tell you too much more about Peter--he is working on an album, and I'm looking forward to being on his email list because he admits to cursing quite a bit.  Groovy.      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/1600/salim2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/320/salim1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.salimnourallah.com/index.html"&gt;Salim Nourallah&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.chrisholtmusic.com/"&gt;Chris Holt&lt;/a&gt; headlined the evening.  Rich Martin, an excellent keyboard player joined in on a couple of songs.  No, I'm not a Salim groupie--I'm a big fan.  The set was so fucking incredible!  Chris is such a badass on the guitar, five millions pedals and everything.  Songs I have heard live before, were transformed into new and interesting forms with his riffs.  Then, when the keyboard was added, it was truly beautiful noise.  Seriously, if you have not checked out Salim Nourallah, get off your ass and do so.  Immediately!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/1600/BF4-cropped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/320/BF4-cropped.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Saturday night was a more folksy evening at Bend Studio.  &lt;a href="http://www.blakeandfallon.com/"&gt;Blake and Fallon&lt;/a&gt;, singer/songwriters from Austin opened.&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/1600/Blake%20and%20Fallon1-cropped2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/200/Blake%20and%20Fallon1-cropped2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;strong&gt;Fallon Franklin&lt;/strong&gt;, a lovely young lady, has an equally lovely voice she is known as "The Voice" in Austin).  &lt;strong&gt;Blake Powers&lt;/strong&gt; is a strong songwriter, having made finalist in the Kerrville Folk Festival New Folk category a few years ago.  One of his songs dealt with the illness of his father (brain cancer) and the suggestion of a co-worker to pay a religious organization $200 to cure him.  Their music is generally Americana, but their is a heavy dose of jazz and blues as well.  Drummer &lt;strong&gt;Joey Campbell&lt;/strong&gt; joined Blake and Fallon on the bongo drums Saturday night.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discography:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lines&lt;/em&gt;  (2004)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Red Lights&lt;/em&gt;  (2004)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/1600/Matt3-cropped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/320/Matt3-cropped.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.matttheelectrician.com/"&gt;Matt the Electrician&lt;/a&gt; was a real treat.  A California native, whose father was an electrician, Matt Sever now lives with his wife and daughter in Austin.  He had just come back from the Rocky Mountain Folks Fest in Lyons, CO, where he was a finalist in the songwriting competition.  In a self-deprecating way, he joked that he lost the competition throughout the show.  I'm not sure why, or who the judges were because his songs were great.  Whether serious or funny, he entertained us on his guitar and on a banjo.  I've been remiss from this blog for a bit, so I can't remember all the song titles, but he ended the show with a "children"'s tune that spoke about the "black, black" night.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discography:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Long Way Home&lt;/em&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Made for Working&lt;/em&gt;  (2003)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Home&lt;/em&gt;  (2000)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Baseball Song&lt;/em&gt;  (1998)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14015219-112520607986041272?l=iwasstolenbythegypsies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwasstolenbythegypsies.blogspot.com/feeds/112520607986041272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14015219&amp;postID=112520607986041272&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14015219/posts/default/112520607986041272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14015219/posts/default/112520607986041272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwasstolenbythegypsies.blogspot.com/2005/08/peter-salim-chris-blake-fallon-and.html' title='Peter, Salim, Chris, Blake, Fallon, and Matt'/><author><name>AG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15873553786651320837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14015219.post-112460483128558466</id><published>2005-08-20T23:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T06:54:59.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kacy Crowley is a Badass</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2158/1428/1600/kacy%201%20cropped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2158/1428/320/kacy%201%20cropped.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She's a tiny figure with a powerful voice and an excellent sense of humour.  She is the badass known as &lt;a href="http://www.kacycrowley.com/"&gt;Kacy Crowley&lt;/a&gt;.  When I first heard Kacy's music, I was struck by her confessional lyrics.  They express life's intimate moments and struggles in such a direct and honest way.  Kacy has obviously faced her demons (including substance abuse and cancer) and no matter what your own experiences have been, you can't help but respect her courage and ability to tell her story so poetically.  Onstage, Kacy has a patient and kind presence, and she is ever conscious of her audience and their moods.  Then there is her humour.  I think she should charge extra for her funny stories.  At Bend on Saturday night she talked about how she and her husband got caught having sex in their car (30 minutes from home):  "It wasn't pretty."  Of course there is the aspect of Kacy where she just calls it like it is, curse words and all.  A woman of my own heart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/1600/kc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/320/kc.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Born in Massachusetts and raised in Conneticut, Kacy was exposed to music at a young age by her mother, a piano teacher.  As a little girl she learned to play both the paino and the guitar.  And when she was a teenager, her father came home with a box of classic rock records that were the mainstay of her music collection.  After high school, Kacy attended the University of Massachusetts.  She dropped out after a year to follow the Grateful Dead.  She explains:  "The thing that really attracted me was the music and the misfit-ness of the people that hung around it."  She continues, "I didn't have a close-knit group of friends until I met these Deadheads, who were the misfits from every group. We came together and I just got so into it. I think a lot of the appeal to me was just traveling."  Her next expedition was to Los Angeles, where she played in coffeehouses but spent much time living life in the fast lane.  Two years later she went back home, and with the help of her parents, got her act together.  She formed a band and moved the NYC in 1992.  In between waiting tables, she worked on her music.  In 1995, she and now-husband Karl Anderson, a playwright and novelist, decided to move to Austin--a place where there was a community of artists, where the weather was good, and where the chaos of the city was absent.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/1600/kacy1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/320/kacy1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kacy started busking on 6th street and eventually made friends with many of the artists she now works with.  After making her first record, she took a sabbatical where she wrote, learned French, and went horseback riding.  She came back to the music scene, refreshed, and continues to make records.  Along with Trish Murphy and Renee Woodward, Kacy is also a part of The New Hot Damn trio.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is an amazing artist and woman, and when you go to see her, be sure to take her a box of Krispy Kreme donuts.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“sinner’s hallelujah"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don’t want to fight with the evangelists&lt;br /&gt;but I think that I’m already on god’s guest list&lt;br /&gt;but I smoked like a chimney&lt;br /&gt;and I drank like a fish&lt;br /&gt;if these are my mistakes, i think that god’s already pissed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sin, i sin, i sin &lt;br /&gt;but i’m in---i’m in, i’m in, i’m in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i stole from my friends and i know it was wrong&lt;br /&gt;i lived every cliché like some shitty country song&lt;br /&gt;and i made my amends and the list was freaking long&lt;br /&gt;it’s easy to own up when everything is gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sin, i sin, i sin &lt;br /&gt;but i’m in---i’m in, i’m in, i’m in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i’m sorry that it took so long in getting here&lt;br /&gt;i was hypnotized by lust and by pride and funny fear&lt;br /&gt;but god made me crazy so i could learn to care&lt;br /&gt;it’s that you can choose truth but i choose dare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sin, i sin, i sin &lt;br /&gt;but i’m in---i’m in, i’m in, i’m in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now salvation is a tricky thing&lt;br /&gt;you’ve got to lose a lot of faith to be safe from within&lt;br /&gt;and wish what i done, know what&lt;br /&gt;but I love my life and i’m not done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sin, i sin, i sin &lt;br /&gt;but i’m in---i’m in, i’m in, i’m in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i’m in i’m in i’m in i’m in i’m in i’m in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Be sure to check out "Badass" as well.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discography:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tramps Like Us&lt;/em&gt; (2004)  Stable Records&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Moodswing&lt;/em&gt; (2003)  Stable Records&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Anchorless&lt;/em&gt; (1997)  Stable Records&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/1600/CM3-cropped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/320/CM3-cropped.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The headliner for the evening was &lt;a href="http://www.charliemars.com/charliemars.html"&gt;Charlie Mars&lt;/a&gt;,a young man who went to my university.  I remember seeing him once at a local college hangout when he opened for some friends of mine.  A southern boy to the max, Charlie grew up in a small town in Mississippi, and the southern rock style is evident in his music.  He currently lives in Oxford, MS.  I think half his fraternity alums showed up because in addition to Charlie making comments about them being late to the show, I turned around and saw the whole back row of the studio standing up at one point in the show.  Maybe it was the fact that I ran right into Charlie (I'm talking body slam) in the green room before the show (he winced), or maybe it was the empty beer cans and bottle of Jack Daniels his friends left for us to clean up, but I wasn't all that impressed.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discography:  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Charlie Mars&lt;/em&gt;  (2004)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The End of Romance&lt;/em&gt;  (1999)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Born and Razed&lt;/em&gt;  (1997)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Broken Arrow &lt;/em&gt; (1995)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(first two &amp; last) Photos by AG&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14015219-112460483128558466?l=iwasstolenbythegypsies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwasstolenbythegypsies.blogspot.com/feeds/112460483128558466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14015219&amp;postID=112460483128558466&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14015219/posts/default/112460483128558466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14015219/posts/default/112460483128558466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwasstolenbythegypsies.blogspot.com/2005/08/kacy-crowley-is-badass.html' title='Kacy Crowley is a Badass'/><author><name>AG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15873553786651320837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14015219.post-112442955742498645</id><published>2005-08-20T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-01-29T19:33:32.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Billy Harvey is a Monogamous Playboy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/1600/billy%20site.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/320/billy%20site.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Friday night, my favorite singer/songwriter/producer, &lt;strong&gt;Billy Harvey&lt;/strong&gt;, played at Bend Studio.  This is going to be quite biased as Billy is one of my two all-time favorite artists (the second is &lt;strong&gt;Kacy Crowley&lt;/strong&gt;).  The first thing you need to do is visit &lt;a href="http://www.billyharveymusic.com/"&gt;Billy's website&lt;/a&gt;.  It is probably the most creative site I've ever seen, and many others think so too because it has won numerous awards.  To move around, click the masking tape.  Billy will appear in various rooms in his house, singing and talking to you.  Click on the jam box on the couch to hear him rap.  Go to the t.v. and watch some of his videos (the &lt;em&gt;House Sitter&lt;/em&gt; is hilarious).      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billy began playing the guitar at age nine.  Influenced by “pretty words,” this Austin resident is well known and respected in independent music circles, having produced records for and worked with artists such as &lt;a href="http://www.bobschneidermusic.com/"&gt;Bob Schneider&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.poltz.com/"&gt;Steve Poltz&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.trishmurphy.com/"&gt;Trish Murphy&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://www.kacycrowley.com/"&gt;Kacy Crowley&lt;/a&gt;.  Jon P. writes the following (brilliant, I think) description of Billy's music (found on &lt;a href="http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;friendID=7596032&amp;Mytoken=20050820231605"&gt;Billy's Myspace page&lt;/a&gt;):  "Harvey mixes clunky, off-kilter baroque pop and acoustic-based power pop with some analog blips and bleeps, and sings it all with a familiar, laconic drawl. The result is a strangely heartfelt concoction so warm and slightly twisted it's as if the songs are melting into new forms as you listen to them."  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/1600/billy%203%20cropped1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/320/billy%203%20cropped1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A true poet at heart, Billy's lyrics are penetrating, whether it's a love song, an expression of loneliness, or one of his funny tunes.  Here are some of my favorite lines:  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  "Invisible" - &lt;em&gt;I don’t know what’s worse:  a heart of stone or a love that burns.&lt;/em&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  "Oblivions Pearl" - &lt;em&gt;You wonder if I think of you/I miss you now/I always do/A million years of light go by/You're still here stopping time.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  "Piggyback" - &lt;em&gt;I'm gonna win a million bucks and drive it in a monster truck to her house.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  "Falling in Love with Jill Kotowski" - &lt;em&gt;You will eat your heart out/You will want to be me/When you see Kotowski in my car.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  "Speedfreak" - &lt;em&gt;You can be the sole protector of the rock within my chest.&lt;/em&gt;  (See the full lyrics for this beautiful song below.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  "Candleshop" - &lt;em&gt;Never wish away what you're given/The world ain't going to end tonight.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  "Non-Stop Laughs" - &lt;em&gt;Got a mouth full of rusty nails/Some used-up fairy tales/A figure like a garbage pail/A belly full of non-stop laughs.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/1600/THe%20Bend.Dallas.6-18-05.c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/320/THe%20Bend.Dallas.6-18-05.c.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There is a whole body of work Billy has drawn from a songwriting game he and other artists regularly engage in (many of them featured this blog).  A subject or title is given and each artist has 24 hours to come up with a song.  “Piggyback” and “Dope Wings,” were born out of this creative exercise.  And one of the most humorous songs came about due to a misunderstanding Billy had about the song subject.  While everyone else wrote serious lyrics for “I Killed Walter Matthau,” Billy thought that the assignment was to write about “I Kissed Walter Matthau”!  One of the funniest lines ever written, “If I could be another man—I’d be Jack Lemmon,” is the kind of thing that endears Billy to his listeners.  His quirky sense of humor, reflects itself in his music in songs like “Chocolate Feet,” “Nonstop Laughs,” and "Fingers," where he experiments with keyboard effects, voice effects, and looping.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Born in Evanston, Illinois, Billy always knew he wanted to play music.  He lost his father at age eight, and his mother moved the family around geographically to places like Boston, Santa Fe, and Seattle in order to make ends meet.  After high school in Chicago, Billy drove a VW van he bought from his mother for $1 to San Francisco.  He lived in the van for the first six months and eventually got a gig playing guitar for the then popular SF band Flame.  When the band broke up, Billy moved to Austin and played in various bands.  He produced records, honed his writing skills, and joined Bob Schneider's band, Lonelyland.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/1600/5billy%20cropped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/320/5billy%20cropped.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At Bend last night, Bill played many new songs that had a heavier tone (in meaning).  He balanced these out with his humour (he's one of the funniest people you will ever meet).  After his first song, a new one, the audience cheered.  Billy asked, "Did you really like that one, or is it because I'm cute?"  He rapped (the song from the jam box on the couch on his website) and invited an audience member to provide the vocal percussion.  It was great!  There was such a great vibe in the room--we were all in tune with Billy and his guitar.  He closed his eyes and sang soulfully.  When he completed the set, we all gave him a most heart-felt standing ovation.  Billy has just left Lonelyland to focus on his solo career.  He is truly incredible:  creative, talented, kind, fucking hilarious, and yes, cute.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/1600/2rahim.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/200/2rahim.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I should mention that &lt;a href="http://www.rahimtheband.com/"&gt;Rahim Quazi&lt;/a&gt; opened with a very nice set of acoustic tunes.  Rahim has this earnest face and joyful spirit that is so refreshing.  I'm just getting to know his his music and look forward to more shows as he plays in many venues around town.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"speed freak"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's dance let's swing&lt;br /&gt;baby throw you head back into me&lt;br /&gt;let's play for keeps&lt;br /&gt;the night is still within our reach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i will be your mister morning&lt;br /&gt;frailty is my defense&lt;br /&gt;you can be the sole protector of the rock within my chest&lt;br /&gt;and we will finally be together&lt;br /&gt;scratching heads will disappear&lt;br /&gt;i will be forever dear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's act like fools&lt;br /&gt;abandoning all the rules&lt;br /&gt;let's jump so high&lt;br /&gt;our shadows stain the sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i will be your huckleberry&lt;br /&gt;you can drive that shiny car&lt;br /&gt;faster than a puerto rican speed freak&lt;br /&gt;racing for the stars&lt;br /&gt;and we will be together&lt;br /&gt;turning doubt upon its ear&lt;br /&gt;and i will be forever dear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will be your mister morning&lt;br /&gt;frailty is my defense&lt;br /&gt;you can be the sole protector of the rock within my chest&lt;br /&gt;up against a thousand lifetimes&lt;br /&gt;crackling the atmosphere&lt;br /&gt;we will be forever dear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discography:  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pie&lt;/em&gt; (2005)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Toast&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;More Happy Than Sad&lt;/em&gt;, EP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Moonlight Theatre&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Photos by AG&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;website by &lt;a href="http://www.sofake.com/"&gt;Sofake&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14015219-112442955742498645?l=iwasstolenbythegypsies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwasstolenbythegypsies.blogspot.com/feeds/112442955742498645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14015219&amp;postID=112442955742498645&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14015219/posts/default/112442955742498645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14015219/posts/default/112442955742498645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwasstolenbythegypsies.blogspot.com/2005/08/billy-harvey-is-monogamous-playboy.html' title='Billy Harvey is a Monogamous Playboy'/><author><name>AG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15873553786651320837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14015219.post-112422547830136434</id><published>2005-08-16T19:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T09:42:10.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Salim</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/1600/gavin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/320/gavin.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I realize that there are already three posts on &lt;a href="http://www.salimnourallah.com/"&gt;Salim Nourallah&lt;/a&gt;, but I just can't stop singing his praises.  Tonight he played a free acoustic show at &lt;a href="http://www.goodrecords.com/"&gt;Good Records&lt;/a&gt;, celebrating the official release of his new album, &lt;em&gt;Beautiful Noise&lt;/em&gt;.  In attendance were his lovely wife &lt;strong&gt;Jayme&lt;/strong&gt; and the couple's two year old son, &lt;strong&gt;Gavin&lt;/strong&gt;.  Sporting a plaid shirt with a "Clash" sticker on the back of it, this was Gavin's first show, and Salim let him open by banging on the drums.  (Salim wore a plaid shirt, too, but without the sticker.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/1600/good%20bulbs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/320/good%20bulbs.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Good Records is an independent and interesting record store located at the mouth of &lt;a href="http://www.deepellumtx.com/"&gt;Deep Ellum&lt;/a&gt;.  Having opened in 2000, one of its three owners is &lt;strong&gt;Tim DeLaughter&lt;/strong&gt;, the lead vocalist of &lt;a href="http://www.thepolyphonicspree.com/"&gt;The Polyphonic Spree&lt;/a&gt;.  The store is small and the music selection is limited.  Manager &lt;strong&gt;Chris Neal&lt;/strong&gt; explains how music selections are made:  "We're really picky about what music we stock, but we're not snobs about it. It just has to be something that we're excited about."  (McLeod, Gary.  "Day Trips:  Ear Candy," &lt;em&gt;The Austin Chronicle&lt;/em&gt;:  July 1, 2005)  Some of the selections I noticed were &lt;strong&gt;Uncle Tupelo&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;The Velvet Underground &lt;/strong&gt;, so that seemed all right in my book.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/1600/salim%202%20cropped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/320/salim%202%20cropped.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Accompanied by &lt;a href="http://www.chrisholtmusic.com/"&gt;Chris Holt&lt;/a&gt;, who was amazing on the guitar, Salim played old and new songs.  My favorites from &lt;em&gt;Beautiful Noise&lt;/em&gt; were "Never Say Never" (lyrics below) and "Montreal."  When he played Polaroid's "1978," Gavin went to the stage and broke out in song.  &lt;strong&gt;John Dulfilho&lt;/strong&gt;, Salim's Polaroids drummer and the drummer for the &lt;a href="http://www.deathraydavies.com/"&gt;Deathray Davies&lt;/a&gt;, provided percussion a few songs as well.  Salim graciously thanked &lt;strong&gt;Lisa and Lee&lt;/strong&gt;, good friends and promoters of his music for all their support.  This photo was kindly taken by Lisa who had an unobstructed view of Salim.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as I figure out how to add mp3s to this blog, I promise to showcase songs by the artists.  In the mean time, check out &lt;em&gt;Beautiful Noise&lt;/em&gt;.  You will not be dissappointed.  The sounds are lovingly rendered, and the lyrics are intimate observations about what it means to be alive.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Never Say Never"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never say never&lt;br /&gt;never say no&lt;br /&gt;you've got no idea&lt;br /&gt;where you're gonna go…god only knows&lt;br /&gt;what you're gonna do with this life&lt;br /&gt;so here's some advice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love is for heroes&lt;br /&gt;hate is for fools&lt;br /&gt;your love is a mirror&lt;br /&gt;who you gonna show?&lt;br /&gt;and how will they know&lt;br /&gt;who you gonna hold in this life&lt;br /&gt;i think you'd better make her your wife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you remember when the angels spoke to you &lt;br /&gt;and they said "don't be frightened…"&lt;br /&gt;your mother kissed your cheek&lt;br /&gt;and said a prayer for you in the night&lt;br /&gt;you made it through&lt;br /&gt;it turned out alright&lt;br /&gt;we were with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i say…&lt;br /&gt;never say never&lt;br /&gt;'cause you never know&lt;br /&gt;just when you're thinking&lt;br /&gt;that it's time to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something pulls you back to this life&lt;br /&gt;step in to the light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you made it through&lt;br /&gt;you made it through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Photos by Lisa and AG&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14015219-112422547830136434?l=iwasstolenbythegypsies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwasstolenbythegypsies.blogspot.com/feeds/112422547830136434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14015219&amp;postID=112422547830136434&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14015219/posts/default/112422547830136434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14015219/posts/default/112422547830136434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwasstolenbythegypsies.blogspot.com/2005/08/good-salim.html' title='Good Salim'/><author><name>AG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15873553786651320837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14015219.post-112339793444364252</id><published>2005-08-07T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T13:59:57.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dan Dyer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/1600/dan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/400/dan.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dandyer.com/"&gt;Dan Dyer&lt;/a&gt; and his band played an incredible three-hour set at &lt;strong&gt;Bend Studio &lt;/strong&gt;Saturday night.  Dan is an East Texas native, and he was formerly the lead of the popular Austin band, &lt;strong&gt;Breedlove&lt;/strong&gt;.  &lt;strong&gt;Aaron Barrera&lt;/strong&gt;, who plays guitar and sings back-up vocals for Dan, opened the show with a solo set.  His last song, "Farewell," was a lovely homage to &lt;strong&gt;Jeff Buckley&lt;/strong&gt;.  Dan took the stage, his fourth time at Bend Studio, and played soulfully, as always.  He and the band were tanned and relaxed, having just come back from a music festival in Cabo San Lucas, Mexico.  In addition to Aaron, band members are &lt;strong&gt;Tony Breit &lt;/strong&gt;(keyboards and bass) and &lt;strong&gt;Jason White&lt;/strong&gt; (drums).  And, I kid you not, Jason looks like a grown-up Peter Brady!  Dan's vocal range is incredible, and he can totally get down and funky.  It seems like all the songs have a crescending chorus--the kind that makes your heart skip a beat.  Dan knows how to write the most intimate songs.  And, together, the band is very much in synch---improvising and playing so well during extended songs.  The audience was singing along to almost every song.  In fact, it got a little rowdier than a Bob Schneider show...  Great songs included:  "She Makes Me Believe," "You," and "The Ocean."  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discography:  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Of What Lies Beneath&lt;/em&gt; (2004) Warner Bros.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14015219-112339793444364252?l=iwasstolenbythegypsies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwasstolenbythegypsies.blogspot.com/feeds/112339793444364252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14015219&amp;postID=112339793444364252&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14015219/posts/default/112339793444364252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14015219/posts/default/112339793444364252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwasstolenbythegypsies.blogspot.com/2005/08/dan-dyer.html' title='Dan Dyer'/><author><name>AG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15873553786651320837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14015219.post-112331367421730137</id><published>2005-08-06T00:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T14:01:12.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful Noise</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/1600/salim1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/400/salim.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night at &lt;a href="http://www.sonsofhermann.com/"&gt;The Sons of Hermann Hall&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.salimnourallah.com/"&gt;Salim Nourallah&lt;/a&gt; debuted his new band, The Noise.  What a show!  They totally rocked the house, playing a plethora of tunes from Salim's latest album, &lt;em&gt;Beautiful Noise&lt;/em&gt;.  The Noise, who are some of Dallas's best musicians, consists of:  &lt;strong&gt;Danny Balis &lt;/strong&gt;(bass), &lt;strong&gt;Daniel Hopkins &lt;/strong&gt;(drums), &lt;strong&gt;Chris Holt&lt;/strong&gt; (guitar), and &lt;strong&gt;Richard Martin &lt;/strong&gt;(keyboard).  It was obvious that Salim and The Noise were having a great time on stage--they were vibrant and full of energy.  The songs had such a different vibe from the recorded tracks on the CD.  One in particular was "Life in a Split Second," a rather serious song about the transience of life.  Chris Holt played his heart out on the lead guitar, making this tune most memorable.  In addition to current releases like "Montreal," and "No Guarantee," they also played two of my favorite songs from albums past:  "1978," and "Way to Your Heart."  If only this show had been recorded live.  Until the next one... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Photo by Jayme Nourallah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14015219-112331367421730137?l=iwasstolenbythegypsies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwasstolenbythegypsies.blogspot.com/feeds/112331367421730137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14015219&amp;postID=112331367421730137&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14015219/posts/default/112331367421730137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14015219/posts/default/112331367421730137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwasstolenbythegypsies.blogspot.com/2005/08/beautiful-noise.html' title='Beautiful Noise'/><author><name>AG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15873553786651320837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14015219.post-112286780440279584</id><published>2005-07-31T20:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T21:32:01.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chris Holt, multi-instrumentalist</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/1600/Dave%20Little3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/200/Dave%20Little3.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Friday night at &lt;a href="http://www.bendstudio.com/intimate_concerts.htm"&gt;Bend Intimate Evening Concert Series&lt;/a&gt; , we were treated to the self-deprecating humour of &lt;strong&gt;Dave Little&lt;/strong&gt;, who opened the show with stories about his family life and attempts at yoga.  He cursed owner &lt;strong&gt;Ally David&lt;/strong&gt;, whose classes he has attended.  To end his set, he played a few tunes on his guitar, which segued nicely into the next act.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/1600/Robby%20Holley3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/200/Robby%20Holley2.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.robbyholley.com/"&gt;Robby Holley&lt;/a&gt;, a seemingly young musician, took the stage with his cousin, one of those kids with a groovy retro haircut.  The two opened with a nice blues-y tune, but I found it hard to get past Robby's babyface.  He was wearing one of those hats you only see people in Louisiana juke joints sporting.  His left foot was making some interesting gestures, though, so that was fun to watch.  Apart from the blues, the music style was all over the place--including country and rock.  I'm just going to chalk it all up to a young man feeling his way through his own unique style--musically and fashionably.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/1600/Chris%20Holt%2021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/320/Chris%20Holt%202.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The headliner for the evening was a local musician, &lt;a href="http://www.chrisholtmusic.com/"&gt;Chris Holt&lt;/a&gt;.  Having played and written music since he was a teenager, Chris switched back and forth from his guitar to the piano (quite nimbly) during the two-hour set.  His songs certainly took their time to unwind musically and lyrically, revealing deep emotional tones.  I think my favorite was "Smoke."  For a first listen, the music requires much patience because you have to allow yourself to inhabit each song which always seems to be in a minor key (not light-hearted stuff here).  He played a few too many covers for my taste, at the audience's request, but his version of &lt;strong&gt;They Might Be Giants &lt;/strong&gt;"Birdhouse in Your Soul," was delftly performed, and definitely a much-needed respite from the darker stuff.  Chris was named "Best Musician of 2005" by the weekly alternative newspaper &lt;a href="http://www.dallasobserver.com/"&gt;The Dallas Observer&lt;/a&gt;.  He is a hard-working musician who has played in a Beatle's cover band, &lt;strong&gt;Hard Day's Night&lt;/strong&gt; and with another band called &lt;strong&gt;Walter Mitty&lt;/strong&gt;.  He is well-known for being the lead in &lt;a href="http://www.olospo.com/"&gt;Olospo&lt;/a&gt;  as well.  In addition to his solo projects, Chris is well-respected in the Dallas music scene and plays with bands such as Sorta, &lt;strong&gt;The Egos&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;The Slack&lt;/strong&gt;, and &lt;strong&gt;The Lonelies&lt;/strong&gt;.  His latest band project is with &lt;strong&gt;Salim Nourallah&lt;/strong&gt;'s second band, The Noise.  Music geek?  Perhaps.  But Chris Holt could probably play any musical instrument you placed in front of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discography:  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Summer Reverb&lt;/em&gt; (2005)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Photos by AG&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14015219-112286780440279584?l=iwasstolenbythegypsies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwasstolenbythegypsies.blogspot.com/feeds/112286780440279584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14015219&amp;postID=112286780440279584&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14015219/posts/default/112286780440279584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14015219/posts/default/112286780440279584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwasstolenbythegypsies.blogspot.com/2005/07/chris-holt-multi-instrumentalist.html' title='Chris Holt, multi-instrumentalist'/><author><name>AG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15873553786651320837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14015219.post-112221793621364599</id><published>2005-07-24T07:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T14:03:37.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rahim and Salim</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/1600/salim.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/320/salim.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The performances Saturday night at the AllGood Cafe were by two local musicians with rhyming names:  &lt;a href="http://www.rahimtheband.com/"&gt;Rahim (Quazi)&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.salimnourallah.com/index.html"&gt;Salim (Nourallah)&lt;/a&gt;.  We just caught the end of Rahim's set, in which he was accompanied by a friend on a flute.  The final song was enjoyable and uplifting, but I admit, all I could think was, "One time, at band camp..."  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;a href="http://www.allgoodcafe.com/"&gt;AllGood Cafe&lt;/a&gt; is a casual, homestyle restaurant in Deep Ellum owned by &lt;strong&gt;Mike Snider&lt;/strong&gt;, local music promoter and hippy.  I've never eaten there, but apparently they have a nice breakfast.  Check out the menu on their website.  When the kitchen closes, the space turns into an intimate music venue with performances by  independent artists.  Some of the other shows I've seen are:  &lt;a href="http://www.poltz.com/"&gt;Steve Poltz&lt;/a&gt; and The New Hot Damn.  There is a small raised platform that functions as the stage and adorning the walls are posters of musicians that Mike has undoubtedly booked at area venues:  &lt;a href="http://www.wilcoworld.net/"&gt;Wilco&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.wilcoworld.net/"&gt;Lucinda Williams&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.jayfarrar.net/"&gt;Sun Volt&lt;/a&gt;, etc.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had remembered to take my camera because Salim wore a pair of his signature checked/plaid pants.  A self described "giant" ( he is tall but not big), Salim is probably the only person I know who can pull these off gracefully.  He has this plaid suit he wears sometimes that is just classic.  And, he this great hair--coiffed yet shaggy--that tops it all off.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, about the music...  An acoustic, solo show, Salim played quite a few songs from his new record, &lt;em&gt;Beautiful Noise&lt;/em&gt;.  He introduced the melancholy ones, like "The World is Full of People Who Want to Hurt You," with a dash of humour by saying, "Here's another happy one..."  He played two of my current favorites back-to-back:  "1978" and "Snowing in My Heart."  "Snowing" actually has not been recorded on a record (he says it will be on his next record), but you can listen to it on &lt;a href="http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;friendID=10514506&amp;Mytoken=20050724095056"&gt;Salim's MySpace page&lt;/a&gt;.  He explained that he wrote it on his son's Casio keyboard.  Balancing out the melancholy numbers were some lovely romantic songs like "The Skepticians" and "Slowly, Gently, Softly," which he played for his wife Jayme.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more I listen to Salim Nourallah, the more amazed and intrigued I become by his sound and his talent.  There is an obvious nod to the Beatles, but there is also layer upon layer of meaning in the sound (keyboard, guitar, vocals) that accentuates the often poignant and self-reflective lyrics.  Another dimension is the fact that Salim is an interesting and affable person.  We chatted with him after the show, and he was energetic and expressive.  He talked about putting together a second band with local musicians &lt;a href="http://www.bendstudio.com/chris_holt.htm"&gt;Chris Holt&lt;/a&gt; (guitar, vocals), &lt;a href="http://www.radiantmusic.tv/"&gt;Daniel Hopkins&lt;/a&gt; (drummer for Radiant), and &lt;a href="http://www.sortaweb.com/"&gt;Danny Balis&lt;/a&gt; (bass for Sorta), which will kind of be his "crazy" band.  Of course, he will still play with his first band, &lt;strong&gt;The Polaroids&lt;/strong&gt;, who I'm sure are wild in their own quiet way.  He was absolutely gracious when he thanked my friend for purchasing two sets of his CDs:  "Tomorrow I can pay the yard man and get lunch!"  He's a gem.  Check him out.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo by &lt;a href="http://www.jaymenourallah.com/index.html"&gt;Jayme Nourallah&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14015219-112221793621364599?l=iwasstolenbythegypsies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwasstolenbythegypsies.blogspot.com/feeds/112221793621364599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14015219&amp;postID=112221793621364599&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14015219/posts/default/112221793621364599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14015219/posts/default/112221793621364599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwasstolenbythegypsies.blogspot.com/2005/07/rahim-and-salim.html' title='Rahim and Salim'/><author><name>AG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15873553786651320837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14015219.post-112161584813858194</id><published>2005-07-17T08:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T21:30:39.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1978 and 2002</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/1600/salim%20nourallah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/320/salim%20nourallah.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.salimnourallah.com/index.html"&gt;Salim Nourallah&lt;/a&gt; is a local Dallas artist who played with his band, &lt;strong&gt;The Polaroids&lt;/strong&gt;, at the Granada Theater this past Friday.  Well-respected in the indie rock community, Salim is also part-owner of &lt;a href="http://www.pleasantrylane.com/index.html"&gt;Pleasantry Lane&lt;/a&gt;, a recording studio.  You may have even heard of Salim on &lt;a href="http://www.rhettmiller.com/"&gt;Rhett Miller&lt;/a&gt;'s album &lt;em&gt;Instigator&lt;/em&gt;.  Having grown up in El Paso, Texas, he and his brother, &lt;strong&gt;Faris&lt;/strong&gt;, were always conscious of the fact that their names were "different" from the other kids (his father is Syrian).  The brothers formed the &lt;strong&gt;Nourallah Brothers&lt;/strong&gt;, and made music together until internal differences pulled them apart.  As a solo artist, some of Salim's songs reflect his childhood and his painful relationship with his brother:  "Model Brothers" and "1978" are some of my favorites.  He incorporates interesting melodies with a keyboard in many of his songs that are countered by the guitars:  check out "Avenue."  His songs generally seem "serious," and his upcoming album is no exception with "The World is Full of People Who Want to Hurt You."  As a father and husband, perhaps Salim is ever more conscious of protecting the ones he loves. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discography:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Beautiful Noise &lt;/em&gt; (August 2005) Western Vinyl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Polaroid &lt;/em&gt; (2004) Western Vinyl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Way to Your Heart &lt;/em&gt;EP (2004) Paisley Pop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nourallah Brothers &lt;/em&gt; (2004) Western Vinyl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Photo by &lt;a href="http://www.jaymenourallah.com/"&gt;Jayme Nourallah&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/1600/bob%201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/320/bob%201.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to see &lt;a href="http://www.bobschneidermusic.com/"&gt;Bob Schneider&lt;/a&gt; twice this past week.  The first show was a sold-out solo, acoustic show at The Bend Intimate Music Series.  I believe Bob is one of the most talented musicians alive today, and his powerful presence only accentuates his performances.  Admittedly, I am a little afraid of Bob---I met and talked to him a few months and ago and found it difficult to connect.  And this past week, I didn't even attempt a conversation--just a "hi there," and "thank you---good show."  He has these intense eyes and vivid sexual presence wherever he goes.  One friend, who knows him quite well, claimed it could be "brilliant madness."  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob Schneider was born in the U.S. but spent his childhood in Munich, Germany.  His father was an opera coach and Bob started playing the piano at age three.  He left art school in El Paso to pursue a music career in Austin and has been successful ever since.  His first band was the Ugly Americans which morphed into the highly popular band &lt;a href="http://www.musicaustin.com/rock/scabs.html"&gt;The Scabs&lt;/a&gt;.  (I think the Scabs still play together a few times a year.)  His songs cover the stylistic range of blues to funk to alternative country to rock.  The content ranges from the funny (and sometimes sexist) "Pyschocaniac," to the serious, "2002."  His vocal range and style is quite impressive as well.  Not only can he sing country (as he does in "Cowboy Man" with Trish Murphy), but he can skat with the best of them as he did quite prolifically the other night to "Bullets."  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Photo by AG&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/1600/band.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/320/band.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Armed with only a guitar, a stool, and a microphone, Bob Schneider always rocks the house.  One (inebriated) listener at the acoustic concert screamed, "I wanna be you, Bob--I wanna sing like a 400-pound black man!"  Okay, whatever.  But imagine adding a larger venue and Lonelyland, his band, to the scene.  You literally get a huge party--often filled with drunken assholes who sing along to songs like "The Pirate Song," and "Batman," but chatter incessantly during more delicate songs like "Piggyback" or "Tokyo."  It's always hot and sweaty at a Bob Schneider concert, and you can't help but dance your socks off.  Saturday night at the Granada Theater was no exception.  At a sold-out show, Bob Schneider and Lonelyland put on a fun show.  They played "Tarantula," always a crowd pleaser, where Bob encouraged audience participation and explained the chorus with hand gestures.  They also played "Round and Round," "Assknocker," "Come with Me Tonight," and "Come On."  Lonelyland is quite amazing and consists of &lt;strong&gt;Billy Harvey&lt;/strong&gt; (guitar), &lt;strong&gt;Bruce Hughes&lt;/strong&gt; (bass), &lt;strong&gt;Rafael Goyal&lt;/strong&gt; (drums), and Derek Morris (keyboard).  [More on the amazingly-talented &lt;a href="http://www.billyharveymusic.com/"&gt;Billy Harvey&lt;/a&gt; later.]  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't seen a Bob Schneider show, you need to get on the ball.  Whether you're going just for a good time, or if you're going to be inspired and delighted by some incredible sounds, just go.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discography: (Bob Schneider)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm Good Now &lt;/em&gt; (2004) Shockorama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lonelyland &lt;/em&gt; (2001) Universal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've Seen the End of the World and This Is What It Looks Like&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Underneath the Onion Trees &lt;/em&gt; (with Mitch Walker)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Galaxy Kings &lt;/em&gt; (independent release)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Songs Sung and Played on the Guitar at the Same Time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The Scabs):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Destroyer&lt;br /&gt;Bomb Tracks&lt;br /&gt;More Than a Feeling&lt;br /&gt;Freebird&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The Ugly Americans):  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Boom Boom Baby&lt;br /&gt;Stereophonic Spanish Fly&lt;br /&gt;Ugly Americans Live&lt;br /&gt;Ugly Americans&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Photo by Tina Hannon&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14015219-112161584813858194?l=iwasstolenbythegypsies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwasstolenbythegypsies.blogspot.com/feeds/112161584813858194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14015219&amp;postID=112161584813858194&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14015219/posts/default/112161584813858194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14015219/posts/default/112161584813858194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwasstolenbythegypsies.blogspot.com/2005/07/1978-and-2002.html' title='1978 and 2002'/><author><name>AG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15873553786651320837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14015219.post-112098171740469827</id><published>2005-07-10T00:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T14:05:12.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls Get In Free</title><content type='html'>This week-end I experienced some great live music---all performed by women artists.  Friday night, I drove out to Fort Worth to see &lt;strong&gt;The New Hot Damn&lt;/strong&gt; at &lt;a href="www.whiteelephantsaloon.com/"&gt;The White Elephant Saloon&lt;/a&gt;.  After picking up dinner at The Star Cafe where the lovely ladies happened to be dining before their show, I walked into the venue to find &lt;a href="www.bethwoodmusic.com/ "&gt;Beth Wood&lt;/a&gt; sitting at the bar.  An amazing and soulful musician in her own right, I happened to go to high school with Beth and was thrilled to (briefly) catch up with her.  Come to find out, she was opening for The New Hot Damn!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/1600/Beth%20Wood%202%20cropped2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/320/Beth%20Wood%202%20cropped.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On stage, Beth got down with her guitar and sang with joy and hopefulness.  Two of her songs described an unfortunate roomate experience in Austin.  "My &lt;a href="http://www.milesdavis.com"&gt;Miles Davis &lt;/a&gt;Kind of Blue," refers to what might have happened to Beth's favorite CD when the said roomate stole half of her CD collection before moving out.  In the narrative of the song, the CD travels half way around the world, ending up in the backpack of a young lady beginning her life's adventures.  How refreshing to reconnect with a person from the past who is so creative, talented, and inspiring.  She still has a smile that lights up a room...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discography:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Marigolds &lt;/em&gt;(2005)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You Take the Wheel&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ghostwriter&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Late Night Radio&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;New Blood&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wood Work&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wooden Coyote Live &lt;/em&gt;(with Jupiter Coyote)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/1600/The%20New%20Hot%20Damn.7-8-05.a%20cropped4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/400/The%20New%20Hot%20Damn.7-8-05.a%20cropped1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The New Hot Damn were in top form, as usual.  How beautifully they sing together.  Kacy told us that the group received their first wedding proposal at a recent show when she played her song, "Kind of Perfect."  The prospective groom told the girls he would like to propose to his girlfriend during the song and asked them to keep it a secret.  Kind of cheesy, but kind of cute I guess.  Recent newlywed Renee admitted she teared up.  The final song played, "Eternal Dream," written by Trish Murphy, is now one of my current favorites.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/1600/Renee%20dancing%201%20cropped2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/200/Renee%20dancing%201%20cropped2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the show, a lone cowboy got the itch to dance and waited on the stage for a partner.  When no audience member volunteered, Renee graciously stepped off her stool and obliged him.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/1600/Kristy%20Kruger%202%20cropped4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/320/Kristy%20Kruger%202%20cropped1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday night at The Bend's Intimate Evening Series, &lt;a href="http://www.trishmurphy.com/"&gt;Trish Murphy&lt;/a&gt; headlined the evening.  Opening for her was &lt;a href="http://www.kristykruger.com/"&gt;Kristy Kruger&lt;/a&gt;, an area artist who blew me away.  Not only did she rock the guitar, but she incorporated a harmonica and a kazoo into her songs.  A lyrically-driven artist, Kristy talked about finding it hard to get through a book due to her hectic schedule.  Ironically each of her songs incorporated a multi-layered, rich narrative.  In one song, she humbly compared street peddling to the act of being an independent musician--trying to sell your work and comtemplating what kind of significance it might or might not have.  She also shared a passionate song from her album, AN UNAUTHORIZED GUIDE TO THE HUMAN ANATOMY, called "Monsoon."  Each song in the album corresponds to a particular body part, and "Monsoon," sensually reflects the pelvis.  During the show, Kristy commented on how nice it was to play to a group of people who were actually listening to her.  We loved it.  In fact, I left with three of her CDs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discography:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;An Unauthorized Guide to the Human Anatomy &lt;/em&gt;(2004) with Dave Pirner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Noise I Make &lt;/em&gt;(2000)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bachelor of Apathy &lt;/em&gt;(1998)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/1600/Trish3.Bend%20cropped2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/320/Trish3.Bend%20cropped1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trish took the stage in her signature tank top, jeans, and boots.  She played a guitar that was given to her by a non-profit organization in San Antonio that raises money for children in need of organ transplants.  The guitar was covered with children's writing, and Trish admitted that she hasn't been able to put the guitar down since she got it.  In fact, it was the third time in two weeks I have seen her play it.  Trish is always in her element when performing.  She played for a long time, and I got to hear "Eternal Dream" again.  For the final song, she unplugged her guitar from the amplifier and walked around the room singing to the audience.  And at one point she climbed on two folding chairs and directed her attention to the back of the room.  What an amazing artist!  (Note that in this photo, Trish was playing a smaller guitar that she brought with her.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discography:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Girls Get in Free &lt;/em&gt;(2005)  Valley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Captured &lt;/em&gt;(2001) Raven Records&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rubies on the Lawn &lt;/em&gt;(1999) Doolittle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Crooked Mile &lt;/em&gt;(1998) Rhythm Records&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Photos by AG&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14015219-112098171740469827?l=iwasstolenbythegypsies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwasstolenbythegypsies.blogspot.com/feeds/112098171740469827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14015219&amp;postID=112098171740469827&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14015219/posts/default/112098171740469827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14015219/posts/default/112098171740469827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwasstolenbythegypsies.blogspot.com/2005/07/girls-get-in-free.html' title='Girls Get In Free'/><author><name>AG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15873553786651320837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14015219.post-112084933135003155</id><published>2005-07-08T11:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T14:07:33.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feed the Homeless with Hunger Busters</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/1600/Tina%20and%20Stephanie3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/200/Tina%20and%20Stephanie3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If a man be gracious and courteous to strangers, it shows he is a citizen of the world. &lt;/em&gt;- Francis Bacon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Founded by Dallas restaurateur &lt;strong&gt;Phil Romano &lt;/strong&gt;and his wife, &lt;strong&gt;Lillie&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.hungerbustersdallas.org/about.html"&gt;Hunger Busters &lt;/a&gt;is a non-profit organization in Dallas that provides healthy and delicious meals to the area's homeless population three times a week.  [The official name of this 501(c)(3) is "The Food Foundation."]  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The organization is managed by &lt;strong&gt;Tina Williams&lt;/strong&gt;, Executive Director, an amazing and interesting woman with a heart of gold.  On Mondays, Wednesdays, and Thursdays, Tina and her volunteers drive a truck to Romano's restaurants to pick up food that the chefs have freshly prepared.  They then make four stops around the city and distribute the food.  Menus usually include a sandwich, soup, a fruit, and a cookie.  Fresh water is also available.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition to the need for volunteers, Tina is also looking for donations in the form of money, clothing, and plastic bags.  For the summer, she would love to get a donation of spray-on mosquito repellent as well.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you live in Dallas, check out Hunger Busters.  And, you may contact Tina at:  (214)220-0031 or twilliams@romanogroup.com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Pictured at the top is Hunger Busters Executive Director Tina Williams and client, Stephanie.  Click &lt;a href="http://www.hungerbustersdallas.org/Forgotten/stephanie.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to read Stephanie's story.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14015219-112084933135003155?l=iwasstolenbythegypsies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwasstolenbythegypsies.blogspot.com/feeds/112084933135003155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14015219&amp;postID=112084933135003155&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14015219/posts/default/112084933135003155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14015219/posts/default/112084933135003155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwasstolenbythegypsies.blogspot.com/2005/07/feed-homeless-with-hunger-busters.html' title='Feed the Homeless with Hunger Busters'/><author><name>AG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15873553786651320837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14015219.post-112063014232304321</id><published>2005-07-05T23:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T11:45:20.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Simba  (1993-2005)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/1600/Beholden.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/320/Beholden.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Goodnight Sweet Prince and flights of angels sing thee to thy rest."  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest in peace, Simba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Photo by AG&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14015219-112063014232304321?l=iwasstolenbythegypsies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwasstolenbythegypsies.blogspot.com/feeds/112063014232304321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14015219&amp;postID=112063014232304321&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14015219/posts/default/112063014232304321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14015219/posts/default/112063014232304321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwasstolenbythegypsies.blogspot.com/2005/07/simba-1993-2005.html' title='Simba  (1993-2005)'/><author><name>AG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15873553786651320837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14015219.post-112002389026210749</id><published>2005-06-28T22:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T21:27:37.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorta</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/1600/sorta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/320/sorta.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sortaweb.com/"&gt;Sorta&lt;/a&gt;, a Dallas-based band, played recently at the Granada Theatre in Dallas, Texas.  I had seen them twice before--opening for the Old 97s and during an area-Tsunami relief concert.  And, lead singer &lt;strong&gt;Trey Johnson&lt;/strong&gt; opened for The Bend Intimate Evening Series last week.  (I loved that his wife and baby were there, too.)  Trey has a voice that resembles &lt;strong&gt;James Taylor&lt;/strong&gt;'s.  With the full band, I think there were 30 guitars on stage, one of which was a slide guitar that was played quite well.  There were a couple of times when the three guitarists rocked out quite prolifically.  It was nice.  I guess I was drawn to about half of their songs, but maybe the fact that I was on a date with an alcoholic influenced me.  They are definitely worth checking out.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discography:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Little Bay &lt;/em&gt;(2004) Summer Break Records&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Laugh Out Loud &lt;/em&gt;(2002) Summer Break Records&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;More Myth &lt;/em&gt;(2002)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Plays for Lovers &lt;/em&gt;(2001)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Photo by &lt;a href="http://www.allisonvsmith.com/"&gt;Allison Smith&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14015219-112002389026210749?l=iwasstolenbythegypsies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.sortaweb.com/' title='Sorta'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwasstolenbythegypsies.blogspot.com/feeds/112002389026210749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14015219&amp;postID=112002389026210749&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14015219/posts/default/112002389026210749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14015219/posts/default/112002389026210749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwasstolenbythegypsies.blogspot.com/2005/06/sorta.html' title='Sorta'/><author><name>AG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15873553786651320837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14015219.post-111997655239603455</id><published>2005-06-28T09:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T14:06:09.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The New Hot Damn</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/1600/newhotdamn1megs2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/200/newhotdamn1megs1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday night I went to see &lt;strong&gt;The New Hot Damn &lt;/strong&gt;at the &lt;a href="http://www.whiteelephantsaloon.com/"&gt;White Elephant Saloon&lt;/a&gt; in Fort Worth, Texas.  Located on Exchange Avenue near the stockyards, the street was quite a surreal sight consisting of old western architecture and places to eat steak and &lt;a href="http://www.uta.edu/english/V/students/collab11/calf.html"&gt;calf fries &lt;/a&gt;.  I knew I was west of Dallas when I found out the admission for the show ($10) included dinner (pizza)!    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The New Hot Damn consists of three of the coolest chicks around:  &lt;a href="http://www.trishmurphy.com/"&gt;Trish Murphy&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.kacycrowley.com/"&gt;Kacy Crowley&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://www.reneewoodward.com/"&gt;Renee Woodward&lt;/a&gt;.  They are all independent artists who reside in Austin, Texas, and play music that can be described as alternative country, acoustic, rock, and indie.  While they each record on their own, they come together regularly as an amazing trio and perform mostly in Texas and in music festivals around the world.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition to the music, the banter in between songs is quite entertaining.  The latest story they've been telling is of a car accident that occurred while driving under the influence---of &lt;a href="http://www.krispykreme.com/"&gt;Krispy Kreme &lt;/a&gt;donuts.  On the way from Waco to Dallas to play at the &lt;a href="http://www.allgoodcafe.com/"&gt;AllGood Cafe&lt;/a&gt;, the girls stopped for donuts.  Each performer had her own box of donuts and a little Krispy Kreme hat on.  They started talking about what they would do if someone tried to take away their donuts (Trish would poke the assailant into the eye &amp; Kacy would put her foot up her/his ass).  Engaged in this conversation, Renee, who was driving, went right through a red light.  They collided with a young man in his parent's car, and donuts went flying everywhere.  Luckily, no one was hurt, and Renee found one donut intact in her box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Photo by &lt;a href="http://www.alexandravalenti.com/"&gt;Alexandra Valenti&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14015219-111997655239603455?l=iwasstolenbythegypsies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwasstolenbythegypsies.blogspot.com/feeds/111997655239603455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14015219&amp;postID=111997655239603455&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14015219/posts/default/111997655239603455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14015219/posts/default/111997655239603455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwasstolenbythegypsies.blogspot.com/2005/06/new-hot-damn_28.html' title='The New Hot Damn'/><author><name>AG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15873553786651320837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14015219.post-111993870698267174</id><published>2005-06-27T23:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T21:25:28.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bend Intimate Evening Series</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/1600/ally%20copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1082/1255/320/ally%20copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I spend most of my time and money at &lt;a href="http://www.bendstudio.com/intimate_concerts.htm"&gt;The Bend Yoga Studio's Intimate Evening Series&lt;/a&gt;.  Here's what I had to say about it in a weekly alternative paper:  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting Intimate&lt;br /&gt;Comin' 'round to Bend: Thanks to Sarah Hepola for featuring the Bend Yoga Studio's Intimate Evening Series ("Learning to Bend," June 16). Owner &lt;strong&gt;Ally David&lt;/strong&gt; has created a sacred space for artists and music lovers that is a soulful respite from the overly shallow and image-conscious city we live in. If you love music and art, The Bend is the place to be. And, unlike most popular venues around town, the floors and bathrooms are clean, and the air conditioning works. I wouldn't necessarily call the series "hippy dippy": What's wrong with wanting to be comfortable when you're enjoying yourself in your free time? The Bend respects art and creativity in a way that is often absent in Dallas. The visiting artists are incredible individuals who work hard to stay independent and create. It is so refreshing to be privy to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Photo of Bend Studio owner Ally David by &lt;a href="http://www.deanamason.com/"&gt;Deana Mason&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14015219-111993870698267174?l=iwasstolenbythegypsies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwasstolenbythegypsies.blogspot.com/feeds/111993870698267174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14015219&amp;postID=111993870698267174&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14015219/posts/default/111993870698267174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14015219/posts/default/111993870698267174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwasstolenbythegypsies.blogspot.com/2005/06/bend-intimate-evening-series.html' title='The Bend Intimate Evening Series'/><author><name>AG</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15873553786651320837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
