The boy Jonathan and the girl Pollie met in their first year of college. The girl sings and the boy plays guitar and keyboard. One year later, they have been performing in various spaces: regular shows at cafe, occasional guerrilla raid on the street, they play music everywhere. In 2012,...
A 12-minute “Now And Then – The Last Beatles Song” documentary film, written and directed by Oliver Murray, will debut on November 1. The film’s global online premiere will be hosted on The Beatles’ YouTube channel at 7:30pm GMT / 3:30pm EDT / 12:30pm PDT. This poignant shor...
Jimmy Fortuneis releasing a new solo album on May 24.God & Country, due out via Gaither Music Group, features 14 spiritual and patriotic classics, including "Softly and Tenderly," "It Is Well With My Soul" and a medley of "God Bless America" and "America the Beautiful." The project wi...
And maybe he sings off key That's all right by me ‘Cuz what he does, he does so well Makes me wanna yell: Let's hear it for the boy Oh, let's give the boy a hand Let's hear it for my baby You know you gotta understand, Oh Maybe he's no Romeo But ...
” Johnsontells The Boot.Ain’t Nothin’ to Itwill prove whether Johnson’s that next big thing; he introduced the album with its first single, “On My Way to You,” a romantic narrative that he relates to how he found his wife. Stream four more songs from the album and pre-order ...
He sings of life, loss, love, family and the need to cherish every moment in this world and hold fast to what is good. Before the concert started, the news had been leaked that the four deceased hostages to be returned the next day included an 85 year old grandfather and peace ...
So get after it. Be scared. Flail. Fail. But don’t let fear of the unknown stop you. If someone else can do it, so can you. There’s a great quote by a folk singer, Ani Difranco, who has had a huge impact on my life. She sings “all of this was just someone’s idea, ...
it again and again over the past couple weeks with an eager ear to the melodic contour of their songs and the pure joy of dancing around in my underwear while Matt Binder sings “I always dream of sex, I always dream of death, it’s always on my mind, it’s always on my mind.”...
But this Saturday, the pit of my stomach warms. I stir an egg into yogurt in the kitchen, a swirl of maple syrup, a scrape of lemon, while Nina Simone sings Sinnerman and my feet can’t stop moving. I drop each blueberry on one by one, making a pattern like a rising sun, filli...
I couldn’t help but lock one of my legs and grit my teeth in hopes of powering through as a wave of pain crashed over me. Charles seemed sad, though I wasn’t sure why. “Are you in pain, my dear?” I bit my lip and shook my head. “Yeah, it’s pretty bad. What happened...