makes the or seem more

If I hadn’t filled my brain with Stephen Sondheim lyrics — and then bang! crash! the lightning flashed! and – well that’s another story never mind anyway — I might have won a Nobel Prize in physics by now. Probably not, because, ugh, I hated physics, but maybe. You never know. I did fill my brain with…

film review: muscle shoals

I’ve been thinking about Jason Isbell a lot lately. For a couple of reasons: first, writing about the origins of blog name sent me looking through 2009 photos for some good ones of Jason; I haven’t photographed him since then, so it was a trip down memory lane for the shows I did. Second, because…

movies: skyfall

We saw Skyfall last night, and it was extraordinary; not just the performances, though Judi Dench is otherworldly and Daniel Craig is his usual lovely craggy grouchy talented self, but something about the lighting of it, specifically, moved me in the same way that watching The Hour last year did. The power of light and…

review: the other f-word

I love this photo; it’s such a perfect quiet moment with Stephen and Joah Tunnell, and Joah’s daughter Madeline, amongst the furor of TRKFest 2011. Madeline is growing up as the daughter of two musicians, as the niece of two musicians. Her mother spends a large chunk of the year on the road with about-to-break…

old smithville burying ground, southport, nc

old smithville burying ground, southport, nc, originally uploaded by minervacat. We saw Sherlock Holmes on Christmas Day, and then again this evening; I flat-out adored it. It’s not Great Film, of course, but it was unbelievably gay and undeniably gorgeous, the latter of which being what captivated me the most. What incredible art design that…