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Sunday, September 29, 2013
Lavay Smith and her Red Hot Skillet Lickers
Crazy in Love with Patsy Cline
Lavay Smith and her Red Hot Skillet Lickers
Sponsored by the Pete and Pat Curran Family
Friday, October 4
7:30 p.m.
Kent-Meridian Performing Arts Center
Tickets: $20 general, $18 senior, $15 youth
Lavay Smith and her all-star 7-piece jazz band deliver a loving and creative tribute to country darling Patsy Cline. Jazz and country music have been “kissing cousins” since each art form took shape in the early 20th century. Lavay Smith knows this history well and brings a bluesy jolt of energy to the jazz/country crossroads, delivering jazz and blues-steeped arrangements of Cline’s songs.The show features Lavay’s scorching Red Hot Skillet Lickers. With her big, luscious voice and sassy stage presence, Lavay infuses sultry swing into Cline’s tales of woe.
Click here for tickets
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Eleanor Roosevelt and her gun
By Mona Goldwater, Women in politics ed.
Eleanor Roosevelt wanted to drive her own car and wanted a pistol for protection. She refused to travel with Secret Service agents, police escorts, or a chauffeur.
Eleanor Roosevelt wanted to drive her own car and wanted a pistol for protection. She refused to travel with Secret Service agents, police escorts, or a chauffeur.
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Saturday, September 28, 2013
The U.S.S. Franklin training ship (which looks like a two story apartment building)
By Jack Brummet, History Ed.
From 1916, a photograph of the U.S.S. Franklin, used as a training ship. From a 5'x7" glass negative held by the Library of Congress.
This image comes from the Harris & Ewing Collection of photographic negatives of people, events, and architecture, during the period 1905-1945. Harris & Ewing, Inc., gave its collection of negatives to the Library in 1955.
From 1916, a photograph of the U.S.S. Franklin, used as a training ship. From a 5'x7" glass negative held by the Library of Congress.
This image comes from the Harris & Ewing Collection of photographic negatives of people, events, and architecture, during the period 1905-1945. Harris & Ewing, Inc., gave its collection of negatives to the Library in 1955.
click to enlarge
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RomCom aversion aside, you should go see James Gandolfini and Julia Louise-Dreyfuss's "Enough Said"
By Mona Goldwater, Film Ed.
I am not a fan of the Rom Com, but "Enough Said" is an exception. So sweet to see James Gandolfini on the big screen one last time. The script was great, the story bittersweet, and Julia Louis-Dreyfus, Catherine Keener, and Gandolfini all delivered amazing performances.
I am not a fan of the Rom Com, but "Enough Said" is an exception. So sweet to see James Gandolfini on the big screen one last time. The script was great, the story bittersweet, and Julia Louis-Dreyfus, Catherine Keener, and Gandolfini all delivered amazing performances.
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Friday, September 27, 2013
Pre-radar technology for detecting bombers
By Jack Brummet, History Ed.
These two devices—before radar—were used in England for detecting approaching German bombers. The second photos shows a portable version.
These two devices—before radar—were used in England for detecting approaching German bombers. The second photos shows a portable version.
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Poem: Hold together
By Jack Brummet
1
We could hold together,
Like the water
Covers this sweet green sphere,
And eventually become
A beige world of one purpose
On the road of love,
With no jihads or wars,
Klans or factions,
Bombs or bullets,
Corporations or landlords,
Parties or armies,
Walls or fences.
2
There is one ocean
With seven names
And into this ocean,
Sooner or later, flows
Every river, creek, and teardrop,
Every lake, bay, and lagoon.
Every spring and aquifer,
Every pond and swamp,
Every snowflake and mudpuddle.
But to coalesce people
You need a nucleus,
A leader
With greatness of spirit, love,
Consistency, and strength.
Let he or she who wishes to gather others
Under their wing ask themselves
If they are equal to the undertaking
When no natural laws create the union.
3
The door is locked.
You jiggle the knob.
The door eases open.
4
Water fills
The lacunae of the earth
And clings fast
In a way we can never
Cling to each other.
Water flows to join water
Because the laws of nature
Will not be broken.
Selah.
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We could hold together,
Like the water
Covers this sweet green sphere,
And eventually become
A beige world of one purpose
On the road of love,
With no jihads or wars,
Klans or factions,
Bombs or bullets,
Corporations or landlords,
Parties or armies,
Walls or fences.
2
There is one ocean
With seven names
And into this ocean,
Sooner or later, flows
Every river, creek, and teardrop,
Every lake, bay, and lagoon.
Every spring and aquifer,
Every pond and swamp,
Every snowflake and mudpuddle.
But to coalesce people
You need a nucleus,
A leader
With greatness of spirit, love,
Consistency, and strength.
Let he or she who wishes to gather others
Under their wing ask themselves
If they are equal to the undertaking
When no natural laws create the union.
3
The door is locked.
You jiggle the knob.
The door eases open.
4
Water fills
The lacunae of the earth
And clings fast
In a way we can never
Cling to each other.
Water flows to join water
Because the laws of nature
Will not be broken.
Selah.
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Thursday, September 26, 2013
Poem: Prayer In Istanbul
By Jack Brummet
1.
On a dusty cobblestone street
I hear three muezzins
In three directions
Call people to prayer
At three mosques,
With a slight delay
Between the calls.
Three chanters in three different rooms
Sing the same song
In phase-shifted rounds
Through nine silver speakers
Mounted on three
Ivory-white minarets
Capped in gleaming cerulean blue.
2.
At the washing stations,
Water splashes from brass spigots
Into pale grey limestone basins.
The faithful wash,
Bag their sandals,
And for the fourth time since dawn,
Walk onto the lush carpet
Of the cool quiet mosque
Tiled in words and symbols.
3.
They kneel, face the wall
And pray one more time.
I don’t know what they pray for,
But when I see their faces
And watch their devotions,
I know it’s something good.
4.
It’s so still and calm
In the mosque,
You could hear a fly expire.
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The Blue Mosque (© 2010 by Jack Brummet)
1.
On a dusty cobblestone street
I hear three muezzins
In three directions
Call people to prayer
At three mosques,
With a slight delay
Between the calls.
Three chanters in three different rooms
Sing the same song
In phase-shifted rounds
Through nine silver speakers
Mounted on three
Ivory-white minarets
Capped in gleaming cerulean blue.
2.
At the washing stations,
Water splashes from brass spigots
Into pale grey limestone basins.
The faithful wash,
Bag their sandals,
And for the fourth time since dawn,
Walk onto the lush carpet
Of the cool quiet mosque
Tiled in words and symbols.
3.
They kneel, face the wall
And pray one more time.
I don’t know what they pray for,
But when I see their faces
And watch their devotions,
I know it’s something good.
4.
It’s so still and calm
In the mosque,
You could hear a fly expire.
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