The long-awaited "EuroTripping Part III" is finally online! I've had this put together for about a week now, but I just took a while to get it uploaded.
This video chronicles our travels through Paris and Milan. In the video, though, you can't see all the crazy problems we had in Paris. For those, you'll have to go back to the blog and click on the EuroTripping label.
Hope you enjoy. The fourth and final part is on it's way, taking us through Florence and Munich.
“Did it ever occur to you that even the most deathless love could wear out?” Rhett Butler from Gone With the Wind.
The truth is, it%u2019s always been a lousy business. My husband, Steve Buttry, has spent his 38-year professional life working in the newspaper business. After all that time, he%u2019s worn out.
We were college students when one of the papers in the city (yeah, there was still more than one paper per city back then) folded. The reporters arrived at the newsroom that day to be told to clear out their desks instead of going to work. The Fort Worth Press had ceased publication. Two years later, when our first son was still an infant, my husband came home and told me the publisher%u2019s wife at the small paper where he worked wanted him fired because a story he wrote embarrassed her friend. (He did not lose his job.) Six years later, I%u2019d just found out I was pregnant with our third child when the Des Moines Register and Tribune Company, where Steve worked, announced they%u2019d decided to shutter the Tribune. I spent much of that pregnancy waiting to hear if my husband would still be employed by the time the baby was born. (He was.) At a little weekly where I worked part-time, when we received our paychecks we raced to the bank on the corner to cash them. The last in line often had their checks bounce. Good journalist friends have been furloughed and laid off (a few by my husband). Steve has been fired once, reorganized too many times to count, been marginalized and had a story spiked at the request of the then-Archbishop of Omaha.
Like I said %u2013 a lousy business.
So who would want to be a journalist? It has always been work for the strong-hearted, the bull-headed and the hopelessly romantic. People do this work because they love it. They love telling stories, however grim, seamy, or heartbreaking. In fact, the more heartbreaking the better.
But here%u2019s a story that every working journalist, or would-be journalist, should hold in mind. Years ago, when a dear friend was in college, he also worked at the city newspaper. Aware he was fortunate, he gave the job everything, to the point that he sometimes just fell asleep in the newsroom. One morning an editor walked in to find him, bleary eyed, just waking. Shaking her head, the editor told him, Son, you can love this business with everything you%u2019ve got. Just don%u2019t forget that it is never, ever, going to love you back.
True words. Good advice.
I have always known I was not the only love in Steve%u2019s life. There%u2019s a wonderful line we often quote to each other from the great old Humphrey Bogart movie, %u201CDeadline USA.%u201D Bogie says to the publisher%u2019s widow, %u201CBut he loved you,%u201D and she replies with a snort, %u201COh passionately. Between editions.%u201D I%u2019m not asking for sympathy. In spite of the lousy business, we%u2019ve had a whole lot of fun between those editions. His love for his work isn%u2019t something I%u2019d change about him, any more than I%u2019d change the color of his eyes.
As a teenager writing for the Shenandoah Evening Sentinel, Steve got to do this work sitting at a rolltop desk. The quaintness of the antique appealed to him, with its slots and pigeonholes he filled up with notebooks and clippings. Like only the young can, I%u2019m sure he sat there many nights, clicking on his typewriter and fantasizing about becoming the next William Allen White. Of course his future held computer terminals and newsroom cubicles. Still, carrying on the fine tradition of journalism fit both our desires for his life%u2019s work. On our 10th anniversary, I bought him a rolltop desk of his own, and for years my early-rising husband would sit down at it every morning, starting his day%u2019s work long before he got to the newsroom.
My husband is a passionate man, and he%u2019s poured his heart into the newspaper business. I%u2019ve held him when he returned from reporting on a drug-fueled bank robbery that left five victims dead in 40 seconds; after he returned from the rubble of Murrah building when it was bombed in Oklahoma City; after he laid off people who, like him, only wanted to keep working at the thing loved. Whatever the business asked of him, he did. But that long-ago editor%u2019s words were true. His love has been unrequited.
A few months ago, I realized he%u2019d had enough. He was finally ready to break off the relationship.
He%u2019d spent the last few years trying to lead newspapers where they must go to survive in this new age. It wasn%u2019t going well. Recent leadership changes where he worked put him in a role of a well paid blogger. But sitting on the sideline, commenting on a business slowly circling the drain was not his idea of meaningful work. That morning he was leaving for a meeting a couple hundred miles away to help plan a seminar on the future of the business. He%u2019d had a very short night%u2019s sleep. We%u2019d returned late the night before from a family funeral in Vermont. When he asked me to ride along with him I thought he needed company to distract from his grief or maybe just a voice to help him stay awake on the drive. But it was more than that. After the meeting I picked him up and when I glanced over at him, he looked more haggard, more downcast than I%u2019ve ever seen him. He said, %u201CThey%u2019re planning the usual shit they always do. This business isn%u2019t going to change. And the honest truth is, it%u2019s too late now anyway.%u201D In that instant I knew not only would he leave his job, he would leave the newspaper industry entirely. All it would take was the right opportunity.
I understood. You see, he was not the first in our family to give up on newspapers. Last summer, in the midst of a temper tantrum at our local paper, I told Steve I would not allow any newspaper into our home. Not the city paper, not any paper. When he laughed, my rage subsided enough for a rueful smile. We both knew I was addicted. I grew up reading the Des Moines Register. As a four-year-old, I would stretch out with the paper, picking out the words I could identify, longing for the day when I knew enough of them to understand the whole story. When I did, I loved reading even more than I dreamed. Poring over printed words became my daily ritual. I didn%u2019t even mind when the ink rubbed off on my hands.
Steve and I both knew my newspaper ban wouldn%u2019t last. But it did. There weren%u2019t even any withdrawal symptoms. I changed a lifetime habit overnight and it didn%u2019t hurt a bit. Every morning I turn on my laptop and catch up with the news. At first I wondered if I%u2019d stay as well informed. That seems na�ve now. I am better and more quickly informed. I no longer rely on an editor to pick and choose what news I will read. My news is no longer a day old. The only limit is the time I will give it. I hit links off my Twitter stream. I troll newspaper web sites. I visit all-digital news sites. Newspapers have cannibalized their product to make ends meet for so long, I%u2019ve lost nothing in the way of quality. If a web site has a paywall, I move on. I can always find someone else who%u2019s willing to give me the story for free.
Our defections are not unusual. A few weeks ago the friend who loved the work so much he slept in the newsroom, told me this story: He was home when a news bulletin came on the TV about a tragic, local event that caused several deaths. He looked at his phone, willing it not to ring. He didn%u2019t want the newsroom to call and put him on the story. He didn%u2019t have the heart for it. The cutbacks, the layoffs, the deadly newsroom morale had sucked the life out of his passion. He was simply worn out by it all. When the next round of buyouts came, he took one.
The end of a love affair is always a little sordid, isn%u2019t it? Awkward moments, bracketed by false reassurances that everything is still OK, postpone the inevitable. I have a Twitter friend who delights in collecting metaphors used to describe the sinking newspaper business. Here%u2019s a new one for you, Nick. The people who run newspapers and those who work for them are engaged in useless foreplay. They cling tightly, trying again and again to make the way they%u2019ve always done it still work, but the passion is gone. They talk change: tearing down silos, building audience and monetizing content. But talk is their only capability. They eye non-profit status with government subsidies like it%u2019s Viagra for print. They tussle through regrouping, %u201Cright-sizing,%u201D and stripping down to %u201Clean and mean.%u201D They reorganize, then reorganize again, then grope their way back to same old position that no longer works. The wretched gyrations are hideously frustrating for the poor souls involved, and sadly fruitless. They give birth to nothing new. The newspaper business is an aging, impotent beast, bringing down a lot of good journalists who are tangled in its foundering arms.
For my husband, the right opportunity presented itself. He%u2019s moved on. He%u2019s taken a job with a digital organization that plans to compete with the Washington Post for local news. It%u2019s a little disheartening to move again, but he thrives on meaningful work and uprooting is a small price to pay. In an ironic twist, when the buyers of our condo came to sign the paperwork, they asked if we%u2019d throw my husband%u2019s rolltop desk into the deal. I didn%u2019t answer. It does, after all, belong to him. For a second his eyes narrowed as he looked at it, a passing twinge of memories. And then he shrugged and said, %u201CTake it.%u201D Like Rhett Butler, he no longer gives a damn.
For myself, I learned a long time ago the one thing we can count on is change. Because of my husband%u2019s work, my life has had a rootlessness to it that I never intended, but have come to accept. The only thing that%u2019s brought me to tears during our latest upheaval is the number of colleagues who%u2019ve have contacted him about a job with the same company. So many good people, so desperate to escape the beast%u2019s arms.
Do I think this will be our last move? Maybe. Do I think this upstart start-up will be successful? I hope so. Do I think other news organizations follow? Beats me. The truth is, there%u2019re only three things I can say with certainty about this new endeavor:
1.My husband will throw himself into his new job and he will love it.
2.This new business will not love him back.
What a wonderfully written and thoughtful column about the newspaper industry. I believe this is something you see across the industry: journalists being disenchanted with newspapers and jumping ship to move online or in some other direction. And I can't say that I blame them.
I truly enjoy working at a newspaper and seeing my work in print, but I have to wonder if I'm just going down with the ship. I would love to believe that newspapers will make a comeback and find some niche in the media world (I still don't believe print newspapers will ever die...) but I'm just not sure that it will really happen.
I see how far behind the curve newspapers are and I don't see enough effort to get ahead. An awful economy forcing cuts doesn't help anything.
Watch the New Vampire Weekend Video Featuring RZA, Jake Gyllenhaal, Lil Jon and a Jonas Brother :: Music :: News :: Paste
This video is great, as is the song. I'm a really big fan of the new Vampire Weekend. Haven't really listened their first album (somehow I missed out on them when they became blog obsessions last year) but I'll have to change that.
Lil' Jon as the tennis coach might be the best part.
ACC Now - Agent says UNC's Davis hasn't signed, but has had contact with family | newsobserver.com blogs
11:45 a.m. UPDATE: Davis' dad says Davis hasn't made an NBA decision, and injury has set him back
North Carolina forward Ed Davis' biography was on a sports agency's Web site Thursday morning, but agent Vincent Porter said the sophomore has not signed, or verbally committed, to his agency -- even though Porter has had contact with the family.
"I don't even know if he's going to go pro ... this injury has opened up all possibilities,'' Porter said in a phone interview.
Porter said he believes someone hacked his site, ptasportsmanagement.com, and added information that looked as if it had been cut-and-pasted from the UNC's media guide -- such as where Davis played in high school, his high school statistics and his family information. Davis' picture had not been added to the site, and the information looked different from what was listed for other clients.
All of Davis' information had been taken off the site by 10:10 a.m.
Davis' father, Terry, said his son "hasn't committed to nobody verbally or in writing ... and as far as the Web site, we don't know what's going on." Agents, he said, have been trying to contact family members since last year, when Ed was considered a first-round pick, "but I've been trying to avoid them as much as possible."
He said that Ed Davis, who broke his wrist earlier this month and is likely sidelined for the rest of the season, remains focused on Carolina basketball, and hasn't made any decisions about when to turn pro.
"We feel like with the injury, that's something that has set him back as far as any plans to go to the NBA. ... With him not being able to shoot, it's a 6-to-8 week thing [as far as healing], there's no telling if he would be able to work out or anything [for NBA teams] this summer. ... We're just going to wait and see how it goes, but right now, we're not even talking about the NBA."
Terry Davis said his son is frustrated and saddened about his injury, especially because he feels like he could help the struggling Tar Heels right now. But despite the injury and UNC's disappointing season, his son has no regrets about returning for his sophomore year: "He loves Chapel Hill, he loves his girlfriend there, he loves his teammates, he coaches. He really loves playing in college."
Porter, the agent, said: "We have no commitment, nothing verbally or written from Ed Davis."
He did say, though, that he has had contact with the Davis family; Davis' father, Terry, is a former NBA player. Asked who contacted who, Porter said he and the family had a mutual friend in Richmond, Va., and "initially, they would have contacted me through that friend."
Asked when the contact was made, Porter would offer no more details.
Davis, who is considered a first-round draft pick, broke his left wrist earlier this month and is likely sidelined for the rest of the season.
Informed that Davis' bio was on the site this morning, a UNC spokesman said the school was looking into it. Davis has not been available to the media since his injury.
NCAA bylaws state that "an individual shall be ineligible for participation in an intercollegiate sport if he or she ever has agreed (orally or in writing) to be represented by an agent for the purpose of marketing his or her athletics abiltiy or reputation in that sport." An athlete can also become ineligible if his or her family accepts transportation or other benefits from an agent, but the bylaws do not state that there is anything wrong with an agent having contact with the family.
I know that the NBA looks a lot at "potential," but I don't think there's a single player on this UNC team that's ready to go pro. If Davis is getting knocked around down low by these college big men, what's going to happen in the NBA? And I really haven't noticed any mid-range ability to bolster his game.
Especially with the injury, I think it's a good idea for Ed to hang around one more year and develop. With Deon gone, he's going to be the big man on campus with Zeller and Henson helping out. And with quality guards coming in to supplement the big men, I believe his stock can only move up.
But, of course, when you have agents barking at you and showing you dollar signs, it's hard to resist. Not everyone has the desire for college ball that Tyler Hansbrough had.
Music blog Gorilla Vs Bear was concerned by Google's actions
In what critics are calling "musicblogocide 2010", Google has deleted at least six popular music blogs that it claims violated copyright law. These sites, hosted by Google's Blogger and Blogspot services, received notices only after their sites – and years of archives – were wiped from the internet.
"We'd like to inform you that we've received another complaint regarding your blog," begins the cheerful letter received by each of the owners of Pop Tarts, Masala, I Rock Cleveland, To Die By Your Side, It's a Rap and Living Ears. All of these are music-blogs – sites that write about music and post MP3s of what they are discussing. "Upon review of your account, we've noted that your blog has repeatedly violated Blogger's Terms of Service ... [and] we've been forced to remove your blog. Thank you for your understanding."
Jolly as Google may be, none of the bloggers who received these notices are "understanding" in the least. Although such sites once operated on the internet's fringes, almost exclusively posting songs without permission, many blogs are now wined, dined and even paid (via advertising) by record labels. After the success of blog-buzzy acts such as Arcade Fire, Lily Allen and Vampire Weekend, entire PR firms are dedicated to courting armchair DJs and amateur critics.
Despite the de facto alliance between labels and blogs, not all of the record companies' legal teams have received the message. In a complaint posted to Google Support, Bill Lipold, the owner of I Rock Cleveland, cited four cases in the past year when he had received copyright violation notices for songs he was legally entitled to post. Tracks by Jay Reatard, Nadja, BLK JKS and Spindrift all attracted complaints under the USA's Digital Millennium Copyright Act, even when the respective MP3s were official promo tracks. As a publicist for BLK JKS' label, Secretly Canadian, told Lipold: "Apparently DMCA operate on their own set of odd rules, as they even requested that the BLK JKS' official blog remove the song." It's not clear who "DMCA" is in this case, as the act does not defend itself.
"I assure you that everything I've posted for, let's say, the past two years, has either been provided by a promotional company, came directly from the record label, or came directly from the artist," Lipold wrote to Google.
The company's first official response came only late yesterday, as #Musicblogocide2k10 sped up Twitter's trending charts. "When we receive multiple DMCA complaints about the same blog, and have no indication that the offending content is being used in an authorised manner, we will remove the blog," explained product manager Rick Klau. "[If] this is the result of miscommunication by staff at the record label, or confusion over which MP3s are 'official' ... it is imperative that you file a DMCA counter-claim so we know you have the right to the music in question."
The trouble with filing a formal, legal DMCA counter-claim is, that most bloggers don't know how. What's more, many of Blogger's DMCA notices allegedly omit the name of the offending song. Bloggers aren't even sure what they are denying.
Take the case of Masala, co-founded by Guillaume Decouflet in mid-2005. Together with his partners, Decouflet has introduced hundreds of thousands of readers to underground genres such as kuduro and funk carioca. Masala's writers weren't typical music bloggers, waxing lyrical about Neon Indian and the new Phoenix remix: mostly DJs, they shared South African electronica, Japanese dancehall, UK funky and Senegalese hip-hop. "We haven't been posting any Whitney Houston or anything," Decouflet explained. He only recalls receiving one DMCA notice – ever – from Blogger. As this email did not name the offending song, he says he doesn't know what caused the complaint. Masala's bloggers responded to Google's email, Decouflet insists, but never heard back. That is, until their entire site – and more than four years of archives – were deleted this week.
"It's just sad because we were documenting young people's music from all around the globe," Decouflet said. "For a lot of people, it was music they wouldn't have been able to discover elsewhere." Decouflet is now trying to "salvage" the Masala archive, using Google's own Reader tool to dig up old posts. Other banished blogs have taken similar steps. Living Ears, It's a Rap and Pop Tarts have relaunched at new URLs, generally without any older material.
Not all music blogs are as innocent as I Love Cleveland and Masala. Although the majority of bloggers share only single songs, showing particular affection for the obscure and out of print, some blogs are the most banal sort of pirates – offering links to download entire new releases. However, these sites are ostracised by the blogging mainstream, left off aggregators such as the Hype Machine. No one protests when Google quietly removes their Blogspot accounts and yet ironically, amid the "musicblogocide", dozens of these still remain online.
The two largest Blogspot-hosted music blogs, Gorilla vs Bear and My Old Kentucky Home, show no sign of being affected, although they will still find these developments alarming. "I don't post anything that's not approved, and obviously nothing on major labels," said Gorilla vs Bear's Chris Cantalini. "But apparently that doesn't matter in some of these cases."
In a press release last year, Google seemed to recognise this distinction, announcing a new policy vis-a-vis music bloggers. From now on, it wrote, DMCA notices would not result in the instant deletion of offending blogs. Instead, individual posts would be temporarily removed, with a prominent notice to help bloggers respond to the allegations. "Music bloggers are a large segment of our users – and we know that for those who've received one or more DMCA complaints in the past, this may have been a frustrating experience," Klau wrote in August. Almost six months later, the experience doesn't appear to have become any less frustrating.
Decouflet sounds weary. "Google is treating bloggers like Big Brother," he said. "Shoot first, ask questions after."
This is just flat out wrong. Google and other companies are taking DMCA way too far. If someone is posting full albums or tons and tons of mp3s that are illegal, fine, take action. But, as the article says, many of these sites are legit and get permission from the artists or the record label.
I recently had a problem with Blogger and DMCA (http://noisebazaar.blogspot.com/2009/11/fighting-man.html), where they took down a post with an mp3 that I had gotten permission to post. I even talked to the record label contact and she was confused about why it had gotten taken down.
Taking down a post is one thing, but to completely destroy a blog (and years of hard work) without any warning is just plain wrong.
I wonder how many more users Wordpress will get now that this is coming out.
Even if there is no love lost between Duke and North Carolina basketball fans, there's not much hate in the rivalry, either, according to a survey released today by Public Policy Polling.
Thirty-five percent of North Carolinians said they'd root for UNC Wednesday night, compared to 21 percent who said they'd root for Duke. Nearly half, 44 percent, said they don't care who wins.
Among those respondents who have a rooting interest in the game, just 18-20 percent of Duke fans and 17 percent of North Carolina fans said they "hate" their rival.
Both fan bases had generally positive fews of their rival's coaches, according to the survey.
Tar Heels supporters view Duke coach Mike Krzyzewski favorably by 46-26 percent. Blue Devils fans are less positive about UNC coach Roy Williams, but still view him favorably by 27-24 percent.
Maybe this is true for people that are just fans or graduated from either school long ago, but I bet if you polled current students and recent graduates you would get a MUCH different result.
Go to hell, dook!
Bonnaroo is just dying to be a trending topic today, or maybe they're scared their website is going to explode (again) when they unveil their lineup. They've been revealing "#BonnarooClues" the past week or so via Twitter as to who some of the acts on the bill shall be, ranging from Paul McCartney and Paul Simon to D.A.N.C.E.-enthused Justice. If they actually show up on the bill then I'll feel more investigative than Steve Burns himself. So while the Roo execs keep adding artists, I'll keep updating this post one-at-a-time:
The Flaming Lips (performing Dark Side of the Moon LP)
Dave Matthews Band
Medeski, Martin, and Wood
Darryl Hall w/ Chromeo
Cross Canadian Ragweed
Steve Martin & The Steep Canyon Rangers
Carolina Chocolate Drops
Mayer Hawthorne & The Country
She & Him
Tokyo Police Club
Kings of Leon
Zac Brown Band
Dave Rawlings Machine
The Dead Weather
And You Will Know Us By The Trail Of The Dead
They Might Be Giants
The Bakerton Group
Big Sam's Funky Nation
Nitty Gritty Dirt Band
Michael Franti and Spearhead
Damian Marley & Nas
The Entrance Band
The Gaslight Anthem
Mumford & Sons
Trombone Shorty & Orleans Avenue
The Temper Trap
Here We Go magic
The Disco Biscuits
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We finally have the full list and I must say that I am pretty pumped about it. A lot of great groups and artists, but the Avetts, Steve Martin, Jay-Z, She & Him and Stevie Wonder make the trip to Tennessee worthwhile.
I am very seriously considering making the trip to my first Bonnaroo.
Anyone interested in making the trip with me?
This article is unbelievable. Not the premise, but the way it was written.
The idea of this New York Times piece is that many universities have an overwhelming female majority. OK, sure. It's focused around UNC Chapel Hill, which is about a 60/40 ratio women to men. Got it.
The idea of the article is that it's essentially slim pickens for girls as many guys are already taken or "aren't datable." It also says that guys get better pick of girls because the girls have less to choose from. I can get behind that. I'm pretty sure I wouldn't have a prayer at my girlfriend if it wasn't for her lack of choice. (She would disagree, but that's just her being nice....)
Though I can't really disagree with the premise, some of the lines in this article really bother me.
Like this one:
As for a man’s cheating, “that’s a thing that girls let slide, because you have to,” said Emily Kennard, a junior at North Carolina. “If you don’t let it slide, you don’t have a boyfriend.”
Um, excuse me? You've got bigger problems than a lack of boys at your school if you say something like that.
But that one the writer can at least contribute to a dumb-girl quote. Not this one.
Thanks to simple laws of supply and demand, it is often the women who must assert themselves romantically or be left alone on Valentine’s Day, staring down a George Clooney movie over a half-empty pizza box.
That's the writer talking. He doesn't attribute it to anyone. That's just insulting.
Read the full article, because it's well worth it. While the stats and base ideas are right, everything else in this story is just completely different from my experience at Carolina and, I would argue, different than the experience of my female friends at Carolina. Sure, if you limit your search to fraternities, sororities and their favorite hangouts (Pantana Bobs and Deep End, where the two pictures were taken) you're going to get answers like that.
But talk to the intelligent girls who don't feel the need to look like a prostitute to get a guy's attention and the reasonably competent men who don't go sleeping around the sorority houses and you'll get a totally different picture.
There is an unhealthy correlation between the sheer volume of mail flowing into the inbox and the amount of crazy/bizarre/wacko things exposed to my eyes and ears. Sometimes it feels like being an average fan of art walking around the the Louvre, quickly flocking to the things that are famously familiar while either being drawn into the adventurous pieces or passing them over semi-appalled muttering "I just don't get it!" Luckily, the only thing to "get" about Sunglasses is the combo of catchy tunes and a seriously enjoyable music video.[MP3] Sunglasses - Whiplash
Information is sparse on this young band from Georgia and they have less than 2,000 MySpace views as I type this, so here's the skinny: (1) they're a duo (2) 8000 bam bam (Samuel Cooper) & Baby Seal (Brady Keehn) first started working together at the Savannah College of Art & Design during Cooper's senior thesis (3) their relationship strictly dealt with dialogue and the mixing of original songs for short film. It's a good things these dudes got along so well during school and decided to make music together afterwards, let alone one of the most enjoyable music videos I've seen in quite some time. It's what you get when you mix 1980s hipsters + dancing + a green screen (and some sunglasses):
All I want to do is shake the rainbow spandex wearing, mustache man's hand and say, "Job well done, sir." I hope it was as fun and trippy for you as it was me, head over to Sunglasses' MySpace for another tune. Here's to hoping Savannah, with all of its southern splendor, has a hidden musical sweet spot.
Not only is this song trippy and friggin' amazing, the song is doubly so. I highly suggest you download it. And I mean now. Then do a dance in your Wayfarers.
It’s about time, Broken Social Scene. Since the release of the band’s 2005 self-titled album, the Canadian collective has toured extensively but not released any new material (aside from solo efforts). But all that will change on May 4 when the group releases it’s latest LP via Arts & Crafts.
The yet-to-be-titled album features the current lineup of Kevin Drew, Brendan Canning, Justin Peroff, Charles Spearin, Andrew Whiteman, Sam Goldberg and Lisa Lobsinger in addition to a huge list of guest contributors and BSS alum.
Accompanying the album’s release is a handful of live dates, including the BSS-curated Toronto Island Concert on June 19.
1 – San Francisco, Calif. @ The Fillmore
3 – Los Angeles, Calif. @ Henry Fonda Theatre
7 – New York @ Webster Hall
13 – London, England @ Brixton Academy
14 – Minehead, UK @ All Tomorrow’s Parties
17 – London, Englad @ Heaven
18 – Amsterdam, Netherlands @ Melkweg
19 – Cologne, Germany @ Burgerhaus Stollwerck
21 – Paris, France @ La Maroquinerie
19 – Toronto, Ontario @ Toronto Island Concert
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It IS about time. Can't wait to hear this.
On the Beat: David Menconi on music - Mamadou Diabate gets by with a little help from some strangers | newsobserver.com blogs
There was lots of hoopla over the garish performances and big winners at Sunday night's Grammy Awards, which overshadowed a fantastic little human-interest story. And that involved kora master Mamadou Diabate -- a Durham resident who very nearly didn't make it to Los Angeles and needed a big favor to get there in time to hear his name read at the ceremonies. Read about it here.
Congrats to Diabate! I saw him at UNC's campus on a Thursday on the Terrace performance I went to for a music class. Very cool and interesting guy!