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...After the break, the revitalized band showed a renewed commitment to the art of playing music that mattered to them and not to anyone else. Old songs that hadn't been played in years began to show up in their set lists (ok trivia buffs, here they are: "NICU," "Gumbo," "Tube," "Funky Bitch," "Frankenstein," "Letter to Jimmy page" and two weeks before the Great Woods run, "Gamehenge"). At the same time, songs from Hoist were beginning to find a home in the live setting and were no longer a chore to perform. At last the band was back on track...
...five years old, and has separated from her husband. "I've gone through a lot of changes," she says. "I've been peeling away the layers and looking at who I am and what I grew up listening to." Wilson learned about the ingredients for Blue Light's gumbo of jazz, blues and folk as a child in Jackson, Mississippi. Her father was a jazz guitarist, and she remembers Motown, Bob Dylan and classical music being played around the house. With this background, Wilson brings a lot of sophistication and insight to the songs she sings. Aware...
...itinerary more and more just to reassure myself that it existed. With each new foot of snow that fell, I thought of a new strategy to procure maximum beads at the parades. With each bad Harvard Dining Services meal, I thought of the craw-fish and seafood gumbo that awaited me in the Big Easy...
...endured previous temper tantrums of the Mississippi are all too well acquainted with the thick, claylike layers of earth that will coat the inside of houses, barns and machinery, delaying repairs and driving up the cost of recovery. Farmers have an appropriate term for the stuff: they call it gumbo...
...murdered as a teenager whose corpse resurfaces, and a Civil War officer sometimes accompanied by battered but unbowed troops. Throw in the Mafia, visiting Hollywood moviemakers, a serial killer and such fillips as Robicheaux's adopted Salvadoran daughter and pet three-legged raccoon, named Tripod, and one has a gumbo to clog any narrative. It doesn't, because Burke writes prose as moody and memory-laden as his region...