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Animal Smell

Posted on October 19, 2015 by Jana Martin

This is the story of not knowing but knowing, and of having the best song I wrote be like my own Fleetwood Mac’ing of our good and earnest little band. It did not really inflict endless damage, but it informed me, and so I suppose this is a bit like a confession and an apology and an admission, because good songs come from nothing less. – Jana Martin Continue reading →

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Confessions of a Crybaby

Posted on February 9, 2015 by Robert Burke Warren

Crying is good for you, but sometimes it’s hard to manage, especially when it’s intense and you’ve got stuff to do. Robert Burke Warren comes clean about being a crybaby, the good, the bad, and the redemptive. Continue reading →

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