Generation gaps have always been important. I remember when I was in my 20s, there was a saying around that you shouldn’t trust anyone over 30. Of course, when we all got into our 30s we realized we shouldn’t trust anyone under 30.
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Folklore says that such a ring around the Sun or Moon portends the arrival of a storm within 24 hours. There’s truth to that.
A story of legislative sausage-making, alleged anti-Semitism, and state money.
We have met to talk about the unprecedented journalistic conditions of the Trump Age, in which the press finds itself demonized, discredited and (often literally) attacked. Meantime, digital media have created all kinds of new sources, opportunities and venues for journalists, who, in the podcast and oral history age, enjoy latitude for opinion and personal identity as never before. And no one really gets paid much for any of it. New media companies still appear to work in spacious, urban, open-plan offices, but it is a stock Getty image. Everyone’s actually holed up in a bedroom somewhere drinking Monster.
Astronomers use the letter X followed by a constellation name to represent objects emitting X-rays — a rarity in the cosmos.
Hunting season is upon us. Though this sport has lost favor in the last few years, I still await clothed hunters who now with bright day-glow orange are easily recognized at convenience stores and gas stations. Most sport their tags on the backs of their jackets.
The big show I want to plug this week in none other than rising Rochester act Mikaela Davis, who comes to BSP Kingston Wednesday, Nov. 27. Her Rounder Records album Delivery was produced by Grammy winner John Congleton (St. Vincent, David Byrne, Clap Your Hands Say Yeah) and features a wide array of influences. I really enjoyed the title track video on YouTube, an evocative black-and-white performance video that reminded me of a weird shared space between Norah Jones piano jazz, sentimental indie rock and personal revelation.
Consider Andromeda: When our sister galaxy’s one trillion stars collide with us in four billion years, no stars will make contact and nothing bad will happen.
If you’re looking for compelling and rapturous soulful next-level indie releases created in the Hudson Valley, then you will be completely missing out on one of the most powerful records of 2019 if you sleep on the lush, jazz-infused chamber-pop poetry of Luis Mojica’s yearningly bold new album, How A Stranger Is Made. A boring run-of-the-mill collection of clichés this record is most definitely not.
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