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Ray Charles 1930-2004

Here’s a travesty for ya. Brother Ray is dead at 73, and the “liberal media” spends a week frothing at the mouth with an endless barrage of Ronnie Raygun flim-flam, while reducing the great Ray Charles to a mere footnote. For those of us with our hearts and souls still intact, we know the score. Charles was the high priest of soul and he was more important, far more relevant, and damn-it-to-hell, a BETTER AMERICAN than that B movie hack who talked an asleep at the wheel nation into giving him the job of Commander in Chief some twenty odd years ago…

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Rock’nRoll Evan

Evan Tyson walks in the room talking a mile a minute. “You gotta hear this CD! It’s the best disc this year so far!” Eagles of Death Metal blasts through the boom box. A campy hyper-speed Marc Bolan sound. The conversation careens through early ’70s glam rock and his fondness for such prog rockers as Roxy Music to the MC5 and the Stooges…

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Girl Saints

Were it not for the angels and patron saints surrounding fifth grader CX Dillhunt’s orphanage bed, he may never have written a book of poems–or at least that’s the impression I came away with after reading his book of poems, “Girl Saints.” …