Okay, I went to see this percussionist named Dinho Nascimento tonight. He pretty much specializes in the berimbau, which is an Afro-Brazilian instrument that consists of a gourd that is attached to a wooden bow with a single metal string on it. You basically play it by holding the gourd to your belly and holding a rock in your left hand (which ( Read more... )

helgagrace´s mother died on friday afternoon. i don´t know anything else except that helgagrace was in the baltimore airport which, considering she works fridays and saturdays, must mean that she knew it was the end. the other thing i don´t know is if they told helgagrace in the airport or waited until she got home. it seems cruel to tell her ( Read more... )

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So I am not known for having brilliant master plans. Instead, everything in my life that is worth doing is worth doing poorly and just about everything is haphazard. If I make a discovery, it is probably in spite of myself, not because of myself ( Read more... )

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so last night someone (maybe the PCC, maybe not--hard to tell yet) threw a molotov cocktail at a bank by where i work ( Read more... )

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