Tag Archives: Joni Mitchell

I’ve fallen into the late ’60’s and I can’t get up.

Posted on June 25, 2022 by polloplayer

I’ve never doubted the power of books to transport the soul. But time travel, that’s something new. A few weeks back I started listening to Sylvie Simmons’ I’m Your Man: The Life of Leonard Cohen and at about a third … Continue reading →

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Take nothing for granted.

Posted on July 30, 2016 by polloplayer

I’m going to make a confession and I hope you won’t think less of me. Occasionally – not all the time – but sometimes, when I’m in NYC, I let the water run while I brush my teeth. I watch … Continue reading →

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Music to My Ears: Aoife O’Donovan

Posted on March 15, 2014 by polloplayer

Four years back and forth from NYC and we are still making discoveries. I always try to get tickets to a show or two in advance of our visits. We have an entire drawer full of ticket stubs from Broadway … Continue reading →

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Joni

Posted on February 9, 2012 by polloplayer

There are worse things than lying in an MRI tube, I know, but while you’re frozen in place, forbidden to move, and your nose itches and your foot goes into a gnarled cramp, a dentist’s chair or an Indian sweat … Continue reading →

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Re-wind Pt 3 of 3: They say it’s your birthday!

Posted on June 4, 2011 by polloplayer

Just a run-of-the-mill birthday, or so I thought. As they stack up, they seem less like a collection and more like, well, old age, I guess. I was planning to be happy with the gift of tyrannical tv remote appropriation (anyone up … Continue reading →

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Guess who’s coming to dinner

Posted on September 28, 2009 by polloplayer

All this talk about gizzards, you’d think I’d have lost my appetite. No such luck. With all my twiddling-thumbs post-dental downtime, I’ve allowed my mind to wander (let’s put that thing on a leash and maybe we could get something done … Continue reading →

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