Wonder what the older girls think when the Mister introduces a new one into the harem, watching as he lovingly caresses the curves of the latest arrival. Not one of them has been a part of his life for more than 20 years, except for one with such a wimpy, wispy voice he rarely touches her. No electric… Continue reading The harem’s full, but I don’t mind.
People increasingly need decoration, because it has the same function as music: it seems not to be really necessary but it is. It’s food for our souls. Barnaba Fornasetti Classical sculpture. Architecture from the Renaissance. On the street corners. In the plazas. By the metro stations. Artistic creations from throughout the ages are woven into… Continue reading Postcard from Rome, Italy: Revving up the classics
Sometimes the unexpected is the best welcome to a new city…. The poor Mister has to leave his guitar harem behind when he travels, save one little electric travel guitar and a baby amp. But Spaniard Susan Santos gave us a major blues fix at an intimate venue, El Corrillo, on our first night in Salamanca. … Continue reading Postcard from Salamanca, Spain: An unexpected blues fix