Life is Amazing…
Who are you? Yes, you - the random surfer, the anonymous reader. I know who some of my readers are, if you subscribe or leave a comment, or click 'like', I know your email address. Some of you have blogs that I can visit and read, and really get an idea of who you... Continue Reading →
I love the xylophone. Actually, I love any tuned instrument that creates sound by hitting it with something, whether that something be mallets, sticks, brushes, fingers, hands, whatever. In a word, percussion. In western music we hear the xylophone, or variations of it, played in symphonies and jazz. It's also commonly heard in African... Continue Reading →
When I was living in Spain, I sang in a lot of jam sessions. When I first started going to the jams, I improvised my poems and lyrics to punk music. There was one jam session where the organiser often sang this song to introduce me, whether it was because he identified me as Canadian... Continue Reading →
Alison Amazed 