While we’re on the subject of musicians worth kidnapping as your own personal music slaves…
Lanea on Apr 28th 2006
You may know him as Will Oldham. You may know him as Palace, Palace Brothers or Palace Music. You may know him most recently under the wackiest of all pseudonyms, Bonnie ‘Prince’ Billy. You may even know him from his cameos in funny little independent movies like Junebug. But truth be told, you’ve probably never […]
Grit and bleached bones
Lanea on Apr 28th 2006
We’ll start talking about the big hard poems again soon, once our poor heads recover from work and such. Until then, listen to William Elliott Whitmore. I found out about the guy because he opened for the Pogues when we saw them a few months back. He has the best-sounding banjo I’ve come across. Banjos […]
Ten hour days
Lanea on Apr 26th 2006
. . . all work and no play make Crazy Lanea a something something. . . . all work and no play make Crazy Lanea a something something. . . . all work and no play make Crazy Lanea a something something. . . . all work and no play make Crazy Lanea a something […]
D.C., Mason-Dixon, and lil’ ol’ me
Lanea on Apr 13th 2006
I got to see the wonderful Ann and Kay of Mason Dixon Knitting fame on Tuesday at Politics and Prose, and to hear their lovely voices and have them sign my copy of their awesome new book. And I also learned to love my neighbors even more than I already did. And I met a […]
Sprung
Lanea on Apr 9th 2006
I’m sprung, girls. There are no two ways about it. I am in love, and that means I am in trouble. And this time, it’s trouble squared. Yarrow is gorgeous, but evil. And Speedwell is gorgeous (this picture does not do him justice), but evil. These two are hell on paws. Fur bags full of […]