A Traveling Mudshow with Krista Detor

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Friday, February 7, 2014

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Answer #210 - Smoke the Rod Dave, my partner, is an active guy. He loves 'the beautiful game..' (Soccer. Futbol to those of you NO...
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Wednesday, October 16, 2013

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Answer #209 - Yes, Hyperspace is real Nah. I don't know if hyperspace is real. I'd like it to be. I saw this great documentary on ...
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Tuesday, September 24, 2013

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Answer #208 - Draw the line How do we continue to believe in the intrinsic good of human beings, despite corporately-fueled evidence to th...
Thursday, September 19, 2013

It Takes a Willage

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As the music industry came undone, I came up with a notion to step out of my comfort zone and see if I could get fans and friends involved i...
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Friday, September 14, 2012

Bollyblog, Chapter 11 - Alanaan

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Bollyblog Day 11, September 11, 2012 I'm going to need a 12-step group to let go of my compulsion to consume Naan. This Indian bread ...
Wednesday, September 12, 2012

Bollyblog, Chapter 10 - It can't be made of marble

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Bollyblog, Day 10, September 10, 2012 Whatever you think about the Taj Mahal - whatever cliche', over-exposed, iconic, yes, among the...
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Tuesday, September 11, 2012

Bollyblog, Chapter 9 - Send in the Cows

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Bollyblog, Day 9, September 9, 2012 It's all true. On the long road to the Taj Mahal, there are at least 750,000 cows... lying leisu...
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FLAT EARTH DIARY was born on Lake Huron, on a chance trip with some good friends and red wine. I had a handful of songs that were album-worthy, but no unifying thread, nor the pieces that would fill in the blanks – missing continents on a map. As I sat with no land in sight, it occurred me that we humans are unbelievably adaptable. Not long ago we were certain that the Earth was flat and that the oceans poured off the edge into dark space. Now, we accept as readily the notion that the Earth is round. So the question for me became, “is perception reality?” There, looking at the endless horizon of water, memories of my childhood began bubbling up - of warm ginger ale in a can; the hand-painted portrait of my parents with too-pink lips and bright blue eyes; sneaking out at night to drive fast; my grandmother’s black-feathered … all things that have shaped my perceptions. Finally, out on the boat, came the album name , as I chose to believe that that my favorite author, Terry Pratchett, most likely has it right: The Earth is a disc and the water pours off into pools of stars; that things are never as bad as we imagine, and that in the beginning, there was nothing. Which exploded.
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