musings on music & motherhood
If you believe in the Stevieverse, where Welsh gods and grey wolves speak to the lady of the mountain, you know Stevie Nicks saw 2020 coming. You know she had a premonition back in 2017, when she was on the road for the 67 shows of her 24 Karat Gold Tour: I must make a... Continue Reading →
So I set two small goals for myself this summer: to read Middlemarch and to watch the FOUR-hour, Peter Bogdanovich-directed Tom Petty documentary: Running Down A Dream. It's slow going on both fronts, but I am loving each one. Friends had warned me that George Eliot's writing wasn't quite as 'readable' as say Jane Austen,... Continue Reading →
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