FOR A DANCER by JACKSON BROWNE. Story by Ian Lihou.
It reminded her of when the conductor moves to the podium and, with a couple of taps, signals the dawn of the main event.
It reminded her of when the conductor moves to the podium and, with a couple of taps, signals the dawn of the main event.
Mary Pomfret writes a lyrical response to the song Fairytale Of New York in the wake of the death of Shane McGowan.
Music is always so much more than just music. It’s quite simply everything.
Our song then started to play over the speakers as Laura handed me a light blue notebook which she said was filled with her dreams and writings.
I play Simon and Garfunkel as loud as my portable turntable lets me, drowning out my fears as I yell out the words.
You couldn’t escape the voice of Gordon Lightfoot in Toronto during the 1970s. Believe me, I tried.
Just months into the marriage, I’d suspected that I’d made a mistake, but whenever that recognition descended, I shook it off. I told myself that I had seized control of my life.
Gordon Lightfoot is my teacher of all things Canadian. As I walk the streets of Toronto, his sounds fill my ears.
Gordon Lightfoot is my teacher of all things Canadian. As I walk the streets of Toronto, his sounds fill my ears.
Every now and then there’s a song that comes along at a time in your life when you’re most ready to respond to it.