 By Samir Shukla
Climate change has almost won. Those are fighting words. I don't mean them in a defeatist sense. I'm a logical realist. Human imprints are so pervasive on this planet, that making changes to our destructive natures is a bit like coming to the party as the empty bottles and cans are being cleaned up and most folks have left the building.  A Highway and a Long-Ago Midnight
By Samir Shukla Whoa. That was close. The idiot in the blue Camry nearly sideswiped me on northbound Interstate 77. I veered my car quickly a few inches to the right to avoid him. I was alert enough to spot him about to connect with my car.  By Samir Shukla
There is an axiom. Well, maybe not an axiom, but a mark of personal experience. The sand is always hotter than it looks. You know what I mean. The sparkly sand at beaches around the globe during a summer day. Even though I've bounced around on hot sand for decades, I thought I'd make a barefoot dash to the outdoor showers to rinse the salty water off my face after a dip in the ocean. This was on a trip to the beach on a blue-domed July weekend. I had left the dollar flip flops near the chairs where we had made our stand for the day, a short distance from where the sand and the water were in an endless battle of redrawing the boundary between themselves. Of course, I took a couple steps and jumped back to the half-buried flip flops parked under one of the beach chairs.  By Samir Shukla
Step It Up and Go - The Story of North Carolina Popular Music Author: David Menconi (University of NC Press) David Menconi is a long-time North Carolina music journalist. He began his music writing career at Raleigh News and Observer and has spent three decades covering the state's music. He has gathered years of interviews, reporting and historical research and chronicles the state's musical history in his fine new book, Step It Up and Go, the Story of North Carolina Popular Music. The book covers everything from early NC music stalwarts like Blind Boy Fuller to indie rockers Superchunk to North Carolinians achieving fame as winners and runners-up of TV's American Idol. Breaking it down into concise, cohesive chapters. The south's intricacies are woven into its music, and North Carolina is among its fertile grounds of American musical history. Many NC-based record labels, Sugar Hill, Merge, Mammoth, and others are covered with their timelines of successes, setbacks, and failures. He interlaces the history with interviews he has conducted over the years with myriad North Carolina musicians to create a narrative of NC's popular music. Menconi deftly covers the genres, musical eras, and personalities. The varied and diverse musical styles of NC musicians and artists are written about in a clean and concise prose, elucidating its many subtleties as well as traditions. He also writes of music towns and scenes, (Chapel Hill, Winston Salem, Raleigh), including musicians that have achieved widespread fame and indie bands that have influenced the state's musical directions, though may not be well known. Instigators, influencers, producers, recording studios all are covered while traversing the state's musical alleyways, including genres like Piedmont blues, jazz, and bluegrass to beach music, rock, hip-hop, and more. Mill and textile towns, mountain music, college-town clubs and radio stations are part of the story Menconi unfolds. Menconi is a journalist, but is also a music lover, and writes of music with a conversational passion, much like a friend turning you on to new music. Sidebars in each chapter, along with photographs, round out the narrative. This book is a solid addition to the documentation of NC music and musicians.  By Samir Shukla
The other day I rented a car for a day of business errands. I had booked a small car, but since the rental car company didn't have any compact cars left, they upgraded me with a Dodge Charger. Black. Sleek. Hood muscles bulging. Motoring down the road, its engine heaving and roaring at the slightest caress of the accelerator, the ride took me back to my first car I bought. A 1972 Chevy Nova. Multi-hued. Muscular. A bit rusty. I paid $200 for it back in high school, in late 1979 or sometime in 1980. Can't exactly remember the date. It was an American muscle car like the Charger, but ancient in technology compared to the beast I was driving on this day. |
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