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Someday you will find me, caught beneath the landslide, in a champagnge supernova in the sky... I've never been a huge fan of Oasis, though I did once shout "play Wonderwall!" to a patio guitarist taking requests. (The song was featured in an episode of LOST, and it was stuck in my head that day or something.) However, I heard Champagne Supernova on the radio last night, just as I was pulling into my parking space, running ten thirty minutes late to meet my friends for dinner. I didn't care that I was tardy. I just sat there and listened. What a lovely little song. I'm a sucker for a crafty hook -- like Blues Traveler famously observed, the hook brings you back -- and Champagne Supernova certainly obliges. I wanted to hold up my lighter, flick that bic, and have myself one hell of a sing-song. (Okay, who am I kidding. I totally did that. But the lighter got hot and I was afraid one of my friends might see me from their tab...

Artist: Dave Barnes Song: Nothing Fancy http://rhaplinks.real.com/rhaplink?rhapid=5576698&type=playlist&title=Playlist&from=search So, per my previous blog about resolving to find solutions to the problems that plagued me in 2008, I have straightened out my issues with rhapsody and my sansa mp3 player. This wasn't our first dance as husband and wife... it was a close second to Sister Hazel's "This Kind of Love." I still consider "Nothing Fancy" as one of the theme songs on the soundtrack of our wedding! (Ohh, I should actually make one!)

Sponsored in part by WFPK and First Capital Bank of Kentucky, Dar Williams at The Clifton Center last night was emotionally moving and inspiring. I am not sure I could have enjoyed it more than I did. I kept pinching myself and my "date" to ensure it was real. Dar and her guitar, acoustic. Dar, singing many of the songs that got me through the last decade, songs that shaped my little worldview, songs that sometimes let me escape. Do any of my few readers know the singer/songwriter? I was blessed to interview Dar in the late October of 2000 for the University of Kentucky's student newspaper. I was able to talk to her over the phone, and she was friendly, engaging, and happy to answer the questions I was obliged to ask her. (The first album she bought might have been The Who, the first concert she remembers attending was The Police, etc.) When I went to her show the night before the presidential election in the year 2000, I was sick. Literally. The next day I wound up in ...