Last night’s adventures started late, I went to see TAARKA do a 10 PM show at Pete’s Candy Store. That’s in Williamsburg so I had to leave considerably before then. I guess I should point out that Pete’s Candy Story is not a Candy Store; it’s a bar with a dedicated room in the back […]
Category: Celtic Music
The WFUV member drive is over and once again I’m writing from home. This a lot easier. I miss the macros I have on Word. I just used one to create the link to WFUV. It was a strange day at the station. Until 4PM none of the volunteers showed up. It was just me […]
Good Night Nurse
The only reason I have time to write now is that I’m home sick. I’d find the writing easier if I could stay awake. As her mother used to say, “Rosanne Rosannadana it’s always something.” Don’t get too worried about me, it’s only a cold combined with keeping ridiculous hours. We are in the midst […]
I’m sleepy, have a cold, and I’m cold. I feel like crawling back into bed and getting under the covers. Why am I not doing that? I did write yesterday, so I owe you a blog. My Gentle Readers are more important than my creature comforts. I’m a saint, the patron saint of bloggers. Once […]
Welcome to an early morning edition of Wise Madness. The WFUV member drive starts tomorrow and I’ll have to wake up at 5 AM. I’m getting there in steps, today I set my alarm for 7 instead of the usual 8:30. There were some alarm mishaps along the way. I want my full eight hours […]
For my birthday Carey not, Carey asked what Broadway show I wanted to see. Without hesitation I said, Come From Away He was able to get tickets for the day before my birthday. I’m disappointed that tickets were available. It should be sold-out for months in advance.
Today I finish the Saga of the New Bedford Folk Festival; the literary heir of Moby Dick. I pick up the epic tale on Sunday morning.
I left you with my arrival at the New Bedford Festival. I have a schedule here, so I will at least remember the music. What I’m afraid I’m going to forget is some of my meetings with friends. That’s is half the fun of festivals.
