“Passion has little to do with euphoria and everything to do with patience. It is not about feeling good. It is about endurance. Like patience, passion comes from the same Latin root: pati. It does not mean to flow with exuberance. It means to suffer.”
― House of Leaves
Euphoric Autonomy, Ervay Theater, Dallas, Texas
“What came first – the music or the misery? Did I listen to the music because I was miserable? Or was I miserable because I listened to the music? Do all those records turn you into a melancholy person?”
― Nick Hornby, High Fidelity
Kicken’ Brass Band, Arts District, Dallas, Texas
“People worry about kids playing with guns, and teenagers watching violent videos; we are scared that some sort of culture of violence will take them over. Nobody worries about kids listening to thousands – literally thousands – of songs about broken hearts and rejection and pain and misery and loss.”
― Nick Hornby, High Fidelity
Kickin Brass Band, Arts District, Dallas, Texas
“After silence, that which comes nearest to expressing the inexpressible is music.”
― Aldous Huxley, Music at Night and Other Essays
Kickin Brass Band, Arts District, Dallas, Texas
I remember, long ago, having an argument with someone over whether it would be worse to be blind or deaf. I said I would rather be blind and they couldn’t understand. Blindness would be a real pain, I’ll admit, but I can’t imagine living without music.
“It is not for me to judge another man’s life. I must judge, I must choose, I must spurn, purely for myself. For myself, alone.”
― Hermann Hesse, Siddhartha
Cool Beer Holder,
Monco Poncho
Four Bullets
Richardson, Texas
“The kingdom of music is not the kingdom of this world; it will accept those whom breeding and intellect and culture have alike rejected. The commonplace person begins to play, and shoots into the empyrean without effort, whilst we look up, marvelling how he has escaped us, and thinking how we could worship him and love him, would he but translate his visions into human words, and his experiences into human actions. Perhaps he cannot; certainly he does not, or does so very seldom.”
― E.M. Forster, A Room with a View
Gold Magnolias
Freret Market
New Orleans
“Even so, there were times I saw freshness and beauty. I could smell the air, and I really loved rock ‘n’ roll. Tears were warm, and girls were beautiful, like dreams. I liked movie theaters, the darkness and intimacy, and I liked the deep, sad summer nights.”
― Haruki Murakami, Dance Dance Dance
Abby Magill, of
Home By Hovercraft
Klyde Warren Park
Dallas, Texas
One of the best things about bumming around the city – visiting what you can – especially things like brewery tours and such – is the great local music that you can discover.
At the Cobra Brewing Company event in Lewisville I was able to check out Rhythm and Beards – a great rockin’ bunch. Now I want to see them again.
Rhythm and Beards
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Rhythm and Beards
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Rhythm and Beards
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Last Sunday I met some friends for a nice bike ride to the Jazz Age Sunday Social at Dallas Heritage Village. We packed picnic lunches on our bikes and it was a glorious day to sit around and relax.
The point of the event was to dress up in costumes from the roaring twenties (with various degrees of success) and dance to tunes of the time. I enjoyed the music a lot – there is something about a live band…. The first group – The Singapore Slingers were an especial bunch of fun.
The Singapore Slingers
The Singapore Slingers
The Singapore Slingers
The Singapore Slingers
A lot of people don’t realize this Elvis Song Are You Lonesome To-Night was written in 1926.
Bill Chance 