CG | When I was a kid in the early 80s, Pop and I used to walk the property at his fish cabin on Lake Jordan, checking the bluebird boxes. If I’d unwisely chosen to go barefoot on one of our forays, I’d find myself anxiously threading my way between pine cones, fire ant hills,... Continue Reading →
CG | It takes me a lot longer to come up with these little playlists than you might expect. I spend far too much time fretting over what you – the invisible and unknowable reader – may have heard already, and if what I’m trying to communicate about these songs comes across as earnest sharing,... Continue Reading →
CG | What is “The South” – capital T, capital S – and how do you know when you’re there? Elsewhere on the blog, we’ve talked about the “Pine Straw Line,” and I’ve heard low rumblings in regards to a “Sweet Tea Line,” but surely one of the truest indicators of Southerness can be found... Continue Reading →
CG | David Lowery once posited that "There is nothing in this world more bitter than spring," but I'd counter that with a look at the long, grey, bone-chilling monotony of a Southern February. Let's dig in to our winter playlist and see if we can warm things up. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cD6mUFcG4DY "Two Winters Long" Irma Thomas... Continue Reading →
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