Music is a paradise lost to us long l
Nobody had ever told me junk food was bad for me. Four years of medical school and four years of internship and residency and I never thought anything was wrong with eating sweet rolls and doughnuts and potatoes and bread and sweets.
Music is a paradise lost to us long long ago, perhaps never to be regained
No more light in the sky ahead, children where are you flying to?
The search for religion is the starting point of thought.
You know, for most of its life bluegrass has had this stigma of being all...
Listen to them, the children of the night. What music they make!
I like finding that common point between another...