Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds have accompanied me through it all. They’ve guided me, consoled me, and given me an outlet to vent my sadness, anger, longing, and love. I’ve never looked back since that night in 1989 when I first saw them.
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Was this simply a nostalgia tour? Would it live up to my memories? Would I leave disappointed? Curiosity kept nagging and taunting me -- missing out would be the bigger regret.
When The Cure began their 2016 tour, I heard reports of epic three-hour shows and that the band was performing at their peak. I got wrapped up in all the excitement and fell in love all over again.
When a Cure song crept out over the bar stereo, it was with great pleasure that I told my friend, "I'm taking my sweetie to see The Cure… in Barcelona!"
Now in its 153rd year, the Victoria Highland Games was a sea of varied and colorful tartans as numerous clans gathered to participate in a weekend of games and contests
Over the years I've seen DeVotchKa several times in more typical rock band venues, and they always put on a fun, lively, passionate show. But this sold-out performance with the Seattle Symphony was bound to be really special.
"The truth, of course, is that there is no journey. We are arriving and departing all at the same time." Remembering David Bowie.
Before I could even peel an onion he put me in the basement offices and made me read Italo Calvino, study the art of Caravaggio, and architecture of Borromini and Bernini. He took me to the opera, convinced that before I could learn how to cook the traditional foods of Italy I had to understand the culture from whence they came.
With Springdale to its west and Moab to its east, both flourishing from several decades of tourist boom, Kanab still seems like a forgotten step-child - unwilling or unable to catch up.
There is an unquantifiable magic for me about the desert. Beyond the breathtaking and commanding vistas is a feeling of being in a place that is removed from everywhere else; a space that feels out of time, and one that is a shelter from the hobgoblins of life with their sharp teeth and anxious appetites.