I'm late to the Bridgers train, but I'm riding the rails now.
This song is very pretty.
So, this isn't exactly 2019, and we've played this before (but that link is dead, so I'm saying it doesn't count), but I really liked the Originals album that was released this year.
Let's stick with Grammy's for a bit. Here's the queen.
There's text saying which ones, but if you want to ignore it and guess which prelude(s) or fugue(s) or what have you he's playing, I will certainly be impressed.
The singular and irreplaceable Queen of Soul.
Richard Swift passed away this week at the age of 41.
Cecil reminds me of the title of the old Bukowski book Play the Piano Drunk Like a Percussion Instrument until the Fingers Begin to Bleed a Bit.
2 Jul 1972
Hanging out in the land of Jodeci today.
Happy Groundhog Day!