Beer as Heritage in the Pacific Northwest
I’m visiting my family in Washington. I’ve only been at my mother’s house for about four hours, but I’m already reaching for a couple of beers. I take them from the outside fridge, and speed past barking dogs and bickering relatives to my mother’s deck. I close the sliding glass door and suddenly it’s quiet.......
Turn and Face the Strange C-C-Changes…
As I’ve mentioned before, I’m going to try to refrain from posting hugely hyped bands here. However, as I’ve also mentioned, if I really like something, I’m going to post it, hyped or not (as the Swan Lake post shows). That said, although the Changes are one of the most often blogged about bands lately,...
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