The sun has long since seceded from The Union of my Santa Cruz sky. Where once there were epaulets of gossamer light cascading down the low, shallow shoulders of my cloudscape, there is now only darkness; rivulets and epaulets, indigo… Read More ›
Wine talk that knows no boundry.
There is something about the Final Assemblage Event that weighs both happier and heavier upon my viticultural soul; essentially, this is it, the final, the penultimate. We, who taste, are it. The very first and the very last. What we… Read More ›
Elvis on Ed Sullivan. Jimi Hendrix playing The Star Spangled Banner at Woodstock. The publishing of Kerouac’s On The Road. The publication of “The Autobiography of Malcolm X” The staging of Ridgely Torrence’s “Three Plays for a Negro Theatre.” The… Read More ›