Hello, again.

Sometimes it’s nice to upgrade to a new website and start the blog/news portion anew. Sure, all previous news posts have disappeared. Don’t worry. There will be plenty more news for the few that venture into these pages.

A reward?

Did I hear you correctly?

Sure, if you want one. Here’s a new song that isn’t available anywhere else.

Hopefully, “war” will not be the only word we know in the future. This song title isn’t my phrase. It was plucked from Carlo Belloli, son of the fourteenth Count of Seriate, who in 1943 was making concrete poetry before concrete poetry was so named. See this phrase in its original context and learn more about Belloli on the wonderful Ubu.

Let’s leave all this with a photograph.

Tableside at Station, pre-COVID, a chef’s dinner.