Thoughts on the ways that personal history intersects with social, political, and music history.
Mother, Catholic, practitioner of public humanities, and proud holder of what a former employer called a "ghetto doctorate." The people have no music that matches their vibration (Sun Ra).
Song and commentary inspired by Goethe's words, "All passing things are but a simile".
A ledger of obscure travels, backwoods rambles, rough bivouacs, and cackling cartographies.
Practical guidance for navigating daily life in the Machine Age.
poetry, literature, art, and all the beautiful things through which heart sings to heart