To Autumn

September 22, 2015

O Autumn, laden with fruit, and stainèd
With the blood of the grape, pass not, but sit
Beneath my shady roof; there thou may’st rest,
And tune thy jolly voice to my fresh pipe,
And all the daughters of the year shall dance!
Sing now the lusty song of fruits and flowers.
`The narrow bud opens her beauties to
The sun, and love runs in her thrilling veins;
Blossoms hang round the brows of Morning, and
Flourish down the bright cheek of modest Eve,
Till clust’ring Summer breaks forth into singing,
And feather’d clouds strew flowers round her head.

`The spirits of the air live on the smells
Of fruit; and Joy, with pinions light, roves round
The gardens, or sits singing in the trees.’
Thus sang the jolly Autumn as he sat;
Then rose, girded himself, and o’er the bleak
Hills fled from our sight; but left his golden load.

~ William Blake

Saturday, 9/26 Common Grounds Coffee House (Roswell) – 7:30 PM (w/Bob Bakert) 

Saturday, 10/17 Red Clay Music Foundry (Duluth) – 8:00 PM (w/The BlarneyGirls)

Boys & Girls of Summer

July 8, 2015

Saturday, July 11th, 8 PM – Summer of Love at the Hungry Ear

Saturday, August 1st, 7:30 PM – 45 South Café


March 18, 2015

Spring is like a perhaps hand which comes carefully out of Nowhere) arranging a window, into which people look (while people stare arranging and changing placing carefully there a strange thing and a known thing here) and changing everything carefully ~ e. e. cummings Saturday, March 21st at 7:30: UU Congregation of Gwinnett Community Concert  [...]

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January 18, 2015

The New Year’s moving slowly in … There’s an enchanting place in John’s Creek (North Fulton county) called Autrey Mill Nature Preserve & Heritage Center – they’re starting a monthly acoustic series, and we’re thrilled and honored to be the first ones to play there on Saturday, January 24! Reception at 7, music at 8, [...]

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The Reason

December 31, 2014

Taken by Ron just prior to going on stage a few weeks ago. Whether in spaces (or for numbers) large or small, in well-known or out-of-the-way places, we never forget that every time we play, it’s for one. You. And somehow, through music’s alchemy, the “many” come together. May we bring this feeling of “one” [...]

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Going In

November 15, 2014

  “If we become addicted to the external, our interiority will haunt us. We will become hungry with a hunger no image, person, or deed can still. To be wholesome, we must remain truthful to our vulnerable complexity. In order to keep our balance, we need to hold the interior and exterior, visible and invisible, [...]

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Dear Companions

September 5, 2014

We’ve been thinking a lot about that lately. Ron’s been visiting old boyhood friends, Carol’s in a season of close touch and gratitude. Pictured above with Ron is Jim Bozeman who co-wrote Red Haired Gal and contributed the song The Sadness of Mary to Two Hearts. In the next two weekends, we’re happy to be [...]

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June 16, 2014

Summer Sky, summer rain, summer solstice … June 21st, when we’ll be playing at a very special place – Ragamuffin Music Hall in Roswell at 8 PM. Two sets, all atmosphere. Click here to purchase tickets in advance – $10 pre-purchase, $15 at the door. Then on Saturday 7/5 at 8, we’re honored to return [...]

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April 11, 2014

“The gap between compassion and surrender is love’s darkest, deepest region.” ~ Orhan Pamuk, The Museum of Innocence Spring has finally arrived in Georgia, seeds planted long ago are blooming. Tonight, 4/11: Second set at The Heron House in Mountain Park. Sharing the evening with Keltic Kudzu. The music starts at 7:00. Saturday, 5/3: We’re [...]

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dive for dreams

February 13, 2014

dive for dreams or a slogan may topple you (trees are their roots and wind is wind) trust your heart if the seas catch fire (and live by love though the stars walk backward) ~ e.e. cummings (from five poems) *************************************** The snow is melting, rapidly. Eleven months after her father, Carol’s joyful, loving mother [...]

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