And Gutenberg Lived Here: When The Ides Of March Meet The Tides Of Spring, Birdies Tapdance

In the spring, a young man’s fancy turns to thoughts of…. hay fever. Or actually, as it is here, hazelnut pollen season poisoning. Which is a real bear normally anyway, but when, as at the moment, the temperatures suddenly shoot to sixty, drop to minus twenty, shoot to seventy…. the … Continue Reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: When The Ides Of March Meet The Tides Of Spring, Birdies Tapdance

And Gutenberg Lived Here: You Can Sit And Do Nothing, And The Grass Will Also Grow- But You Will Never Get A Lawn.

Last night was one of those moments you just wish would go on forever and forever and forever. Three musicians, sixty-ish to eighty-ish, took to the stage, had immediate control over a crowd of over twelve hundred, changed the expectant atmosphere to intent silence, and… No, it wasn’t the Stones. … Continue Reading And Gutenberg Lived Here: You Can Sit And Do Nothing, And The Grass Will Also Grow- But You Will Never Get A Lawn.