Monthly Archives: February 2025

Coda to the ‘Strawberry Roan’

Only once before have I presumed to “write a song.” I use scare quotes because I’ve really no idea how it’s done. This latest go-round involves new lyrics for an existing tune. I posted the first version here, and have … Continue reading

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A Bath of Warm Syrup Cooked from Stalk Cut in the ‘Family’ Canebrake

My car radio is newly parked on my local country-western music station. It’s giving me the opportunity to hear music tangled in my ranch roots. The music partakes of both the familiar and the strange. In certain respects I’ve changed … Continue reading

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Looking and Listening Versus Seeing and Hearing

I relish the tension that exists between certain verb pairs often used as roughly synonymous. This isn’t scientific, but here’s how I think of a couple of common verbs: “Look” describes the action of directing the eye to a focal … Continue reading

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The Coarsest of Coarse Discourse Courses Through the Corridors

English isn’t made for rhyming compared to Spanish, French or Arabic. Alliteration was its strong suit of old. My title flaunts it with a homophone. It also goes to town on sibilants, which is icing on the cake. That’s a … Continue reading

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‘Johanne Sacreblu[e]’: “Gracias a todos y a cada uno de ustedes”

My title is the ending tag line of “JOHANNE SACREBLU[E] ‘el musical’ un homenaje a EMILIA PEREZ.” Adapted to the English formula, it means “Thanks to each and every one of you.” Camila D. Aurora is the artist behind the … Continue reading

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There’ll Always Be an England: For Exquisitely Nuanced Class Distinctions

“She went to girls’ schools and was taught French, and history, and geography, and music, and painting, the usual things that a… middle class? You might say middle class. She was really more of the sort of upper yeoman peasant … Continue reading

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Are You Riding the Strawberry Roan?

I assume “Scarborough Fair” is an old melody, though it’s sometimes hard to distinguish what’s echt and what’s ersatz in the matter of “traditional” airs.  Simon and Garfunkle did a defining version of the song for my generation. I like … Continue reading

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Cussing with Class

“Governor Newscum.”  Tut tut, Sir, it’s a scruffy taunt. My granddad put reverse English on his curses with statements such as: The blessèd cinch strap on this saddle is busted! And my uncle by marriage had the same name as … Continue reading

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