05/10/2012 | Permalink | Comments (4)
The most fun you can have with your mortarboard on
03/19/2012 | Permalink | Comments (0)
like chimney sweepers, come to dust. So it's goodbye to The Lyre, which put the "o" into "poetry blog" (ah, "o" x 2, I guess), which valiantly pointed out the horror, the horror of things like this, championed the likes of that, and has now decided not to bang on about it any more.
If only some of the more pampered poetasters of these times could learn to retire so gracefully, having accomplished half as much.
... continue ...03/11/2012 | Permalink | Comments (2)
Peter Blegvad can sure draw, can't he? ... continue ...
03/02/2012 | Permalink | Comments (0)
It's true, he is, you know. It makes one very proud to have worked with such a fellow, even in front of microphones and what-have-you.
... continue ...02/24/2012 | Permalink | Comments (0)
So . . . I really am playng this event on Saturday and it really is, apparently, sold out
... continue ...02/17/2012 | Permalink | Comments (0)
Ah, we've quite slow coming out of hibernation this year . . . and as we rub our eyes and reach for the drumsticks/bass/guitar/microphones, and even think about making a nice cup of tea to wake ourselves up, we look out of the window, and what do we see?
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02/10/2012 | Permalink | Comments (1)
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