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In this first entry, it is the night before going to Austin for the South by Southwest Festival. At this point we have only a rough idea of which of the 1,700 bands to try to see. It all begins tomorrow, Wednesday, afternoon with the Conqueroo Showcase at Mother Egan's on 6th Street. Afternoon showcases are sponsored by recording companies and promoters to feature the artist they represent. Very relaxed settings...
Tomorrow night the fun begins.
Food and nutrition certainly seem to be in every headline that you see anymore and since March is National Nutrition Month, I thought I would share some resources and ideas for helping picky eaters try new (and hopefully healthy or healthier) foods.
Here are 3 of my favorite resources/ideas that just might help your picky eater turn into an eating explorer:
In the middle of the concert, I suddenly realized I had no idea what I was singing. “Tu devicto mortis aculeo.” Activate dimly-remembered high school Latin. “Mortis.” That’s death. OK. That’s sad. But what if it’s victory over death or something? I study the conductor for clues. Normally leaning forward with a look of hawkish concentration, he’s tilted back on his heels, torso curved, mouth open, eyes half-closed. He looks enraptured, like the sound is a glittery syrup filling his spinal column. Arms swirl. No clues there. I slice a look to the tenors for help. Andy and Dennis are leaning forward, singing intently, expressions neutral. I reset my features and turn the page of Morten Lauridsen’s Lux Aeterna. I’m blanking out.
Two days after announcing his retirement, Mordecai stopped by the office today to check his mail. He's getting a steady flow of calls, e-mails, and cards. He joked that he was proud to be lining the bottoms of birdcages, since he was in the local paper yesterday.
Music in Our Schools Month needs a serious overhaul. First of all, the phrase itself - used to describe a national, month-long festival of in-school performances - generates as much heat as Administrative Professionals Day, Root Canal Awareness Week, and Better Sleep Month combined. It smells like community service. It calls up images of gymnasiums awash with sweaty 6th graders, parents lolling like walruses on a beach. I hereby suggest that music teachers put their heads together and come up with a new title, one that preferably includes the words "righteous," "awesomemest," and "sweet."
I agree with Bob in saying that if it (TV ads or Website video Blurb) is not captioned it is a slap in our faces. I have been following this problem for several years and I remember those who do caption their TV ads or Website Video Blurb when we go to the voting booths.
What I cannot track is what is broad casted on the radio because they are not captioned, but they do carry (repeat) it on the websites. I wish the radio stations would post the text of what was broad casted. Some do and others do not. Granted this is not the issue with the candidates as much as the Broadcasters. If it were posted in TEXT then I would be able to read what the candidates said over the airwaves. This is also true for the video broadcaster (Local and National News).
Candidates running for public office should be aware of the importance of captioning any material that they put on TV or on Video. There are 90,000 deaf and hard of hearing people in Monroe County and we vote. However, when a candidate does not even bother to caption their commercials or other audio-visual material it sends a negative message to us that the candidate is both insensitive to our needs and does not care.
All candidates, no matter what office they are running for should caption whatever they put on TV or on their personal web site with videos. Hillary Clinton has been very good at doing that and we appreciate these efforts, to do otherwise is a slap in the face to the deaf and hard of hearing community in Monroe County.
“Graham moshed his way from a grinding, heavy-metal sound into a yearning, vaguely Middle Eastern mode. I was astonished by the range of sounds he made. He cranked out violent, robotic rhythms. He dug in, stripped horsehair strands off his bow, and played on even more forcefully. Later his instrument broke out in bluesy laughter. “Viola Sketches” proves composer Andrew Colella has struck a rich vein. More from him, please.”