It is the weekend, so despite missing Rising Tide, we must sing. Here is a new cantaor, an archangel, singing a toná. He is really brilliant. Axé.

Des Chemins

The summer is not actually gone, but for bureaucratic purposes it is, and I am thinking of the next one. My plan is never to spend June and July here again — in New Orleans perhaps, but not in Maringouin, it is too hot and desolate and we have no Andalusian fountains. All speculations about … More Des Chemins