Macondo
“Many years later, in front of the firing squad, colonel Aureliano Buendía would remember that distant afternoon his father took him to discover ice.” 
100 Years of Solitude, Gabriel García Márquez

Macondo

“Many years later, in front of the firing squad, colonel Aureliano Buendía would remember that distant afternoon his father took him to discover ice.” 

100 Years of Solitude, Gabriel García Márquez


We bid a sad goodbye to the beat that turned a generation into juvenile delinquents. Thanks for that, Scott. 

We bid a sad goodbye to the beat that turned a generation into juvenile delinquents. Thanks for that, Scott. 


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"Keep it simple — just love somebody. And sooner or later that love will come back."

He built a mountain in the desert. He lived in his truck with no lights or running water, happy just working in the sunshine to spread his message of love. Rest in peace Leonard Knight.


May your artful genius long be held up as the standard to reach for.
Philip Seymour Hoffman by Nigel Parry.

May your artful genius long be held up as the standard to reach for.

Philip Seymour Hoffman by Nigel Parry.



"If you talk to a man in a language he understands, that goes to his head. If you talk to him in his language, that goes to his
heart.”


—Nelson Mandela


He who binds to himself a joyDoes the winged life destroy;But he who kisses the joy as it fliesLives in eternity’s sunrise.
Eternity, William Blake

He who binds to himself a joy
Does the winged life destroy;
But he who kisses the joy as it flies
Lives in eternity’s sunrise.

Eternity, William Blake


"I write music with my mouth — first lyrics, then song, then rhythm."
Tato Laviera, Nuyorican Poets, RIP : 1951-2013

Photo by Rebecca Beard

"I write music with my mouth — first lyrics, then song, then rhythm."

Tato Laviera, Nuyorican Poets, RIP : 1951-2013


Photo by Rebecca Beard


There’s a bit of magic in everything, and some loss to even things out.Lou Reed

There’s a bit of magic in everything, and some loss to even things out.
Lou Reed


I’VE GOT A HOLE IN MY SOUL : BEYONDADOUBT
BOBBY “BLUE” BLAND, RIP 23 JUNE 2013

Bobby Blue Bland was one of the great great great voices to come out of Memphis, Tennessee. My favorite quote from his interview with my friend Andria Lisle for Mojo Magazine: “The things I did have staying power. There’s a certain way you say ‘baby.’ You don’t just say it – you have to make somebody feel it.”

My first introduction to Bobby Blue Bland was a high priced LP on the wall of a Memphis record store where I worked for several years. At $100 it was far out of my price range. When I moved to Portland years ago and helped open a new record shop on Mississippi Street, I found a copy of the original 1961 album “Two Steps From The Blues” in the dollar bin. It has since remained one of my favorite long-players of all time — beautiful and haunting. Bobby goes from blues to soul to big band without ever losing genuineness.

Last night, hearing of his death, I lit a candle & listened in the dark. Tonight I would recommend you do the same.

Bobby Blue Bland

The first in our new rare vinyl feature with Beyondadoubt. Keep an eye out for new installations.


“I really sing songs that move me. I’m not in show business; I’m in the communications business. That’s what it’s about for me.”

On August 15th, 1969, Richie Havens opened Woodstock — birthplace of the sort of magic we have come to seek from music festivals. After three (yes three!) hours of performing, having been called back several times and having ran out of songs, Richie improvised a song based on the old gospel “Motherless Child.” His version, “Freedom,” instantly became — and remains 44 years later — a hymn for generations of people actively hoping and working to make our world a better place.

Although he was more of a discrete figure of the Village, Havens never gave up militantism through his humanist music, and his legacy of over 25 albums is often cited as a major influence for younger musicians.

Richie passed away at age 72 on Earth Day. Because we too are hopers, we like to think of this coincidence as one last message from the artist to us.

Rest in peace.


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