Brother Max (The Gourds) is benefitting from the same near-anonimity. Why Michelle ‘Shocked’ Johnston didn’t become a major star is beyond me. Let me know if you have any favorites, or if there are some I’ve missed.ī0000CBLA8 If Love Was A Train Michelle Shocked For now, I’ll just spit out a stream-of-consciousness blurb for each. I started making a list of train songs, and I hope to come back and spend a bit of time riding each one. Trains seem to inspire musical feelings I know they do in me. But by the second night, it was just a comforting background sound like the ticking and quailing and cuckooing of the huge German clock in the hallway. I remember that when we’d first arrive, each passing train would awaken me as it growled past. One of her houses (she seems to have moved more than most grandmothers) was right across a narrow street from railroad tracks. When I was a kid, my brother and I used to spend some time each summer with our grandmother. I was hearing a sound I hadn’t heard like this in years-a passing freight train. One of the joys of living on the north side of Sacramento is that most of these small towns were built around the railroads. I couldn’t see anything that looked like a sudden LA-sized influx of traffic. The closest freeway is a mile away, and not busy at night. After a couple minutes, I got up to look out into the dark to see if I could make out what it was. It woke me up, starting suddenly and rolling and rumbling like distant thunder. Woke up this morning to the strangest sound like living next to a major freeway, but more of a rumble. Share your opinion ↣ on Do NOT Miss Leftover Cuties Leftover Cuties are the kind of band which feels like you really ought to run after them and say hello.Ĭontinue reading “Do NOT Miss Leftover Cuties” Main topic: acoustic, alternative, jazz, pop, ragtime, song, swing, trad colored by Leftover Cuties I started to stand and apologize for my earlier rudeness, but she was just too quick. (She later told me “You should have!”) As we were seated at our table near the stage, there she was again, scooting between the tables toward the backstage rooms. I felt like I should run after her and apologize for not saying hello. I just watched Shirli McAllen cross the street.
Stopped at the light at 10th and Nicollet, I watched Shirli cross the street, a pair of high (really high) heels in one hand.Īs she stepped to the curb on the northwest side of the intersection I thought, Shirli. Actually, we saw the cutest cutie three times, not just once. Best Beloved took me to see Leftover Cuties Wednesday night at the Dakota Jazz Club in Minneapolis.
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