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Caterina J Makes Her Long-Awaited Return to the Stage

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A birthday bash performance that kicked off not only another trip around the sun for this keyboard-wielding siren but also a phase in her career sure to be overflowing with fulfillment, distinction, and growth.

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My Father's A Cop

A true story about a father and son, one a decorated homicide detective, the other an actor and local legend who struck fear in the hearts of all who crossed his path. One had a life laced with drug addiction, psych wards, and time in the country's toughest prisons. The other, a career with the NYPD and the task of keeping his boy alive.

 

After discovering the mob wanted him dead, Jerry took refuge at his father's home. 

 

With a gun in each hand and his face red with anger Joe said to Jerry, “Now you listen! I was a kid from the street a long time before I was a cop! What do you wanna do? You wanna go down there and shoot it out with these cock suckers or do you want to turn yourself in early? Do you want to kill these fucking guys and be done with it or what?” That’s where his head was, that's where he had been driven.

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Dana Fuchs Returns to Ruf Records With a Bonafide Southern Rock Flagship

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Dana's triumphant release of Borrowed Time marks a departure from a blues-centric repertoire into a stunning and hard-hitting rock masterpiece. “We just decided we were going to go in and make an unapologetic rock record. It's something I've always wanted to do. I wanted to draw from that Southern rock I grew up on like Lynyrd Skynyrd, The Stones, and Led Zeppelin. They are the bands that led me to discover blues music so it was going to that early influence of mine and saying OK, I've done the soul thing and now I just really want to rock out.”

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Beyond The Blues: A Patti Smith Anthem Undergoes a Funky and Timely Iteration 

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Tomás Doncker was standing in Thompson Chemists, a well-loved pharmacy in Soho where you might run into your favorite artist playing live music while you pick up your prescriptions. It’s known for being the kind of place where you go for shampoo and Tylenol and end up staying for the atmosphere. 


Jesse Paris Smith, (the Grammy-nominated musician, composer, and daughter of Patti Smith) was holding her phone up to him with her mom on FaceTime. Still stunned from the unexpected meeting and with all eyes in the store glued to him Tomás said, “Patti are you serious, can you say that one more time so everyone can hear that?”

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The Stars Align for Synth-Pop Phenoms Moon Kissed

Moon Kissed is a promising Brooklyn-based synth-pop trio. The cheerful youth-drunk band has produced an impressive set of catchy, memorable songs and a charged boundary-pushing performance that is energetic as well as daring. The group is known to perform their synth-ladened poppy licks with the occasional appearance of crowd-rousing punkish riffs topless in an unheeding and defiant “fuck you!” to, well, who cares. Just, fuck you.

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Lummoxi Exclusive:
An Interview with Blues Powerhouse Dana Fuchs

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At the altar of song, Dana Fuchs' smoldering voice is a sermon that electrifies and redeems. Her unique brand of triumphant blues forged of profound tragedy enraptures devotees, as she also uses the stage to keep her sister's memory alive with a message of mental health awareness and suicide prevention.

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Music Over Michigan: From Detriot
Funk to Grand Rapids Punk

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Keeping the legacy of the iconic body of Michigan-based music alive is taken up by two Michigan natives and music veterans in the new radio show, Songs From The Trail.

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NO SLEEP FOR BROOKLYN 

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And no rest for Brooklyn's own punk hardcore band No Call No Show. A Look at the artists and venues fighting to keep the city alive.

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Artist Goes Viral After Stunning Reveal 

After becoming skilled at concealing his true appearance, he boldly decided to share his condition and amazing talent with the world. WATCH.

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Music Heals: A Music Testimonial of a Cancer Patient

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Music is an escape and a shelter. During treatments, music brought beauty in my life, where everything was so ugly and painful. It helped me to disconnect from my reality and to connect with my emotions. Playing gave me the chance to express my darkest feelings, but also by letting myself be carried away by more soothing and joyful pieces.”

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The Real Michael Imperioli

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The snap decision Soprano's star, Michael Imperioli, made at seventeen that led him down an uncertain path and changed his life forever.

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From Mercy to Unspoken

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Rebecca Chianese follows up her debut novel Mercy with her latest book Unspoken, an empowering story about shedding light on the assault of girls and women in society.

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Anti-Asian Violence On the Rise as Media

Focuses On Political "Cat Videos"

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The deadly cost of racism, the weaponized words of a President, and a media's unrelenting fixation on partisan one-liners and Cancun outrage.

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Michael Imperioli's Most Embarrassing Moment on Stage & His 3 Tips on How to Ace an Audition

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Current Events

Conspiracy Crusades and Insurrection

in America: Is This Only The Beginning?

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Are we at the cusp of greater societal upheaval? Only time will tell. The collective events of the last year have made it palpable - what divides us is a sickness that runs much deeper than what is seen on screens. If there is a remedy to be had to heal this country and bridge the chasm among its citizens, from the picture that these photos paint, one is only left to assume that time is running out.

 

Patriots or rioters? Loyalists or terrorists? 

They said they were fighting for their children and grandchildren. They said they were prepared to die that day for their country, and some did.

 

They Chanted, USA! They called to let the Proud Boys get through to the front line as they hurled weapons and debris at the capitol building while succeeding at scaling its walls. They broke barricades, windows, and doors and entered by the hundreds.

 

Journalists were beaten and stripped of their equipment, attendees of the riot were trampled and stomped upon.

 

Lawmakers ran from the senate floor to safety.  The stark amount of capitol police officers present stood guard with guns drawn to protect cabinet members and democracy itself.

The photos below were taken by the brave photojournalists who were on the ground that day and one undercover law enforcement officer who was willing to share a few shots that he took while on duty. The photos are being shared by permission through Lummoxi’s head of photography.

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A MAGA crowd descends on the capitol

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Capitol police speaking with MAGA mob

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"Only a cleansing of our whole society can remove this sickness from our souls" - RFK

This short speech by Robert Kennedy from 1968 echoes into modern times, powerful and as relevant as ever. In it, RFK joins in words with Abraham Lincoln to remind us that appeals to violence, mobs of rioters, can never win. And those who make such an appeal will pay the cost. 

 

However, the storming of mobs and rioters is rarely ever about pure anarchy. RFK's words are deafening as he implores us to look upon another kind of violence; the violence of institutions, inaction, decay, and the "slow destruction" of hopelessness, inequality, injustice, racism, and despair. This is the violence the leads the hopeless to hatred, intolerance, conspiracy, and insurrection. This is the violence that must be quelled before peace will prevail.

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Now Serving Bacon

With a Side of Sacrilegious Kink Behind the Facepaint of an Impious Clown

The Bacons are a UK based counter-culture couple who seek out defunct abandoned haunts where the subject of their urbex photo shoots are often sexually irreverent, downright creepy, and totally intriguing.

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Domestic Tensions Rise as We Learn to Live and Work From Home

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Musicians creating music, artists trying to achieve their flow state, professionals on Zoom calls, or students in the books -  in a situation where families are working from home - all are now fighting for prime real estate, specifically the quietest areas of the home.

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    n a curious string of events, Emmy-award winning actor, Michael Imperioli, puts down the piece and picks up an axe as frontman for the band, Zopa. Read their story and listen to the long-awaited debut album, 'La Dolce Vita'.

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The Serendipitous Events that Turned a Soprano's Wiseguy into a Rock Band Frontman

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When the Absurd World Meets a Surreal Mind

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An NYC indie rock band's debut EP amid a world in disarray 

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The spectacular, irreverent, & honest art of

Stef Duffy

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The Work of Mark Tennant:

An Ode in Oil to Rebel Youth

Girls dance at party, an oil painting by Mark Tennant

All rights to images in this post held by Mark Tennant, shared with permission.

Tennant masterfully paints across time and culture to thread together a contrasted ode in oil to the rebellion of youth, girlhood, and Americana.

 Mr. Tennant is a master of movement and the human form in the context of space and time. Much of the artist’s recent work thrills in his ability to freeze a moment in time using all the properties of photographic imagery. Though much of what he captures on canvas carries the quality of motion halted in the flash of a camera...the oil scenes swing, hop, and dance with the exquisite motion of memories being recalled - a testament to the mastery of the painter. Tennant is able to pull off, not only the motion of a subject in a snap-shot but also the energy and flow of the greater context wherein the subject exists.

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Corianna Klepac Artist/Painter

N. Carolina

    his year has been challenging for a variety of reasons.  The uncertainty we're feeling over our health, perhaps; the economy, our children, unrest on the streets. It can overwhelm even the steadiest hands among us.

 

But, if there is any kind of a silver lining in a year that has only been adorned with chaos, it's that for a few months many of us suddenly had plenty of time to hit the pause button and do some serious introspection.  Many thousands, including myself, have made the determination that the things we were doing before the coronavirus

enveloped the globe; things that have left us feeling unhappy and unfulfilled will no longer do. This is a time for remembering the lost things; the things that got left behind in exchange for the rat-race, the 9 to 5, the needs of the kids. 

For many of us, that thing is art. 

Hence, in the spirit of a renewed zeal to do the work of honing our artistic craft, or getting started with learning how to draw, we've compiled the top ten step-by-step drawing tutorials on YouTube.   

Pick up your pencil, dust off your notebooks, read on.  We have work to do.  

     

 

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Top Ten Step-by-Step Drawing Tutorials on YouTube

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Racism & art: A painful history still nips at our heels

Candace Harding Medel | Updated 7.5.20 

On May 17th, 1954, the US Supreme Court handed down a unanimous ruling on the Brown v. Board of Education case declaring the segregation of schools on the basis of race was “inherently unequal” thus violating the Equal Protection Claus of the 14th amendment.

Three months later,  Ruby Bridges was born. At the age of 6, under the protections granted by the 14th amendment and on the guard of four US Marshals, Ruby became the first African American child to desegregate the all-white William Frantz Elementary School in Louisiana.  

 

Famed American artist, Norman Rockwell, immortalized the moment in his 1964 painting, The  Problem We All Live With. 

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Norman Rockwell, 'The Problem We All Live With', 1963

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Ruby Bridges Escorted To & From School by US Marshals

The painting makes vivid an ugly time in American history. Some may take comfort in the notion that the ugliness of that racist time, when citizens where violently offended at the idea of children with dark skin sharing a classroom with their own white children, is far removed from us now; a terrible thing that happened long ago. 

But it should be startling to consider that today, Ruby Bridges is just 66 years old. It wasn't that long ago. Generations of Black Americans still feel this painful history nipping at their heels. 

 

It may be comforting for some to see this painful legacy as something that happened long ago, in a distant time, but it's necessary to understand that for millions, it's not far removed, it's not a distant thing, it's not unfelt and unseen. For Ruby Bridges and millions of other Americans, it is lived experience. Racism may have been beaten back at the fringes and in legal frameworks, but it's never been more evident - racism lives. The work of creating a better, more equal, more perfect union is as urgent today, as it was on May 17th, 1954.  

Video courtesy of Video Blast Live | Ruby Bridges at 66 years old

The Future of Art, economy, & Humanity in the age of ALGORITHMS

by Abe M DeSantos | July 2 | 8 Min

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 When algorithms broadly outperform humans in the things humans do for work, art and small business will be the last sanctuary for humanity.

What is art?

25 Quotes by Famous Artists & Writers on Art & Culture

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“The principles of true art is not to portray, but to evoke.” – Jerzy Kosinski

“Art is meant to disturb, science reassures.”

– Georges Braque

“Art is not a mirror to hold up to society, but a hammer with which to shape it.”

– Leon Trotsky

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Our Mission

Lummoxi is here to bring art to bear on a culture in upheaval and is a platform for artists and their art to be shared enthusiastically with the world.

 

If we elevate the arts in society, we elevate our Humanity.

in Creative Writing

“Let the world burn through you. Throw the prism light, white-hot, on paper.”
—Ray Bradbury, WD

Street Fair

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What was just last summer may now be vintage. People gathered on a warm summer day in the city square. Exchanging goods and ideas, breathing deeply the humid air filled with the scent of excitement.

 

Music plays, children laugh, no one wears masks to protect themselves from the invisible monster. No one is afraid they will get sick from hugging a friend.

Cheers to the day we get closer to this. Hold on to the lessons we have learned and the progress we will make. Remember those who were lost and let their exit not be in vain.

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A Storm Comes

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It all started on a limb

in a tree

where I clung

to watch the coming storm.

She clapped and cried as

she watched me change

while a sea of

black and grey horses

trampled the horizons

and thundered forth

on lightening and fury.

I tumbled to the Earth

from the branch

only to be caught up by the swirling

winds of revolution and war.

One by one, we laid the hills ahead

to rest, filled the valleys,

and I prayed for rain.

-A.Desantos

Featured Novel

Hearts of Men

by Mike M. Misevicious

Enjoy a sample of the debut novel, Hearts of Men. 

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   Charlie

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     unlight pours through the windowpane of Charlie's breakfast nook. It saturates a thick stack of plain white paper, leaving it luminescent within its bright hazes there atop the table. The placement for having the first-and-most-important meal of the day is, in fact, rarely used for this purpose. But instead for housing laptops, printers, ink-cartridges, notebooks, manila envelopes, and just about anything else when would use to methodically put one's imagination to glorious use; for partaking in the unforgiving pursuit of indication. Charlie even has a small pile of publishing self-help books to aid in his tireless efforts. This space is utilized to bring some of Charlie's fantasies to life. Where he can obsessively unpack just a fraction of the imprisoned scenarios that whirl around up in his over-active, complex mind and attach them together into stories. 
Outside his cluttered little home, it is a gorgeous Tampa morning. Various birds fly up and down, chasing and swooping as they play. Charlie stands, arms crossed, with a cup of steaming coffee in his left hand. The young man is of average height and weight with mid-length hair, arranged in a side-parted hair cut and his eyes are dark, not only their particular shade of brown, but the accompanying bags underneath. He wears beige khakis and a white, long-sleeved undershirt. He squints as he looks through the bright uncovered window of the nook. He winces through the sunshine, watching the swallows fly sporadically from the blue sky above and into the green shelter of a nearby red cedar tree.  He ponders his main character's destiny and how he will align with it. Charlie has been working for some time on what to write and what not to write. In fact, he has been pondering all spring. Stockpiling ideas and angles. He's written seven books of fiction, four full-length novels,  one novella, and two novelettes.  He doesn't count his short stories within his total sum, but he should. 

Now, he's gone back to his first story, his very first.  It consists of fifty-thousand words, roughly, and after being read by trusted friends and knocked around the publishing industry -- where it has been pushed into the slush-pile, lost, dropped, kicked, stepped on, picked up, wiped off, flipped through, read, and returned--for 4 years, he has finally revisited it.  No matter how long he watches the birds or fills his cup or even how many times light shines through his window, Charlie is perplexed. Is it the wrong timing? Bad luck?  It had been a few years since he had read through it. Perhaps his growth as a writer should be applied. He isn't certain, but he questions himself about the only issue there could possibly be. Can a story really be that flawed structurally? He can think of no other reason why it is overlooked time and again and intense to fix it. 

 

In the years that followed his first piece, he noticed something, something significant, when he wrote. He couldn't see it in the first book...somewhere within his second one...the structure began to build itself...naturally. The proper grammar simply came. Run-on sentences dispelled and so did his overly descriptive style, without sacrificing depth. Charlie was growing all the time, and he knew it. 

In his backyard, he notices a red piece of material or...something. It's about twenty-five yards away in front of a row of well-manicured bushes. The ones at the back of his lot, below a line of trees. 

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He sits down,  picks up a pencil, and stares at the blank page in front of him. He stares for one minute, then two. His eyes seem to burn. He writes ‘FUCK!’ Charlie rises abruptly from the table, cheeks filled to capacity with oxygen, and exhales steadily and methodically. "Fuuuuck," he whispers, as he lets the air out. “What is that?” One of the many troubles of being over-analytical is that you can allow a piece of foreign, red material to just lie there in your otherwise perfect little backyard uninspected, before discarding it and its allocated recycling bin. 


 

If it were last autumn, the ‘red menace; in his yard wouldn't have bothered him. He’d had enough to keep him busy, but that was before the ‘breakup’. He had her to occupy him and wouldn't have noticed a red thing on his lawn, let alone cared. 

 

Charlie has rewritten about ninety percent of a beautiful book about a group of brothers thrown into conflict with unrelenting evil. He’d thought of this story years ago; writing it in his head over and over and researching until finally putting his story to hard copy and now he's back to it and almost finished, he tries in vain to resist distraction, but looks at a picture set on his table. A child, himself at seven years old, if that. He then looks at a couple of piles of his most favorite books. On top of the nearest pile, lies ‘The Shack’ by W.M.Paul Young and ‘The Road’ by Cormack McCarthy is underneath it. He looks outside again to the red fleck and then over to another pile and to  a pair of old beloved classics. One is much thinner than the other. He glances at the short story ‘A Tell-Tale Heart’ by Edgar Allen Poe and then at the epic ‘Alice's Adventures In Wonderland’ by Lewis Carroll. 

 

“Alright, what is it?” says Charlie. He crosses the kitchen to the side deck, where he jogs down the steps and around to his backyard. 

 

Charlie is young and fit. He looks more at home outdoors than writing at a jumbled, make-shift desk indoors. 

He thinks about his nearly completed re-write as he goes. His mind is aggravated as the distance between he and his work station widens and is less interested in the red thing outside now that he is on his way to it and no longer inside where he belongs to be. He approaches the mystery. As charlie picks it up, he realizes that it's a small Nazi German flag.

 

“What the hell are you doing here?” he asks the flag. He examines its pitch-black lines, bright white circles, and blood-red backdrop. Before turning to head back inside flag in hand, he scans the endless green landscapes beyond his backyard. Nothing but old wooden, split rail fencing separating vast, open fields. Suddenly, he hears a series of snaps from the large bushes behind him. 

 

Before he can spin around to uncover the source of the disturbance, he feels a blunt, heavy impact on the top of his head. He falls to the ground. A sharp pain travels through his body. Charlie has entered dreamland.

For more on this debut novel by Mike M. Misevicius, visit our Creative Writing Page. 

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Dominic Chianese Jr.

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Photography by Mike Sweetman

      nown to most as a generous friend and devoted father. He was born and raised in Brooklyn New York and in every way, he personifies that city. From its classic appeal and mysterious alleyways, to the soft glow of the city lights that dance on the river at night. In all aspects, he is New York.

 

His writing is bold and speaks his truth loudly, yet Dominick himself is quite softspoken. Friendly and kind to all who shout their hello’s, and many do.

 

At first glance, he appears a bit rough around the edges. Cigarette dangling from the corner of his mouth, a skeptical look in his eye like he’s evaluating all who come close, and chances are...that’s exactly what he’s doing. For one to survive in the city as long as he has, they must always hold onto a bit of skepticism. It comes with the territory I suppose and is what causes the slight darkness in his eyes.

 

Catch him on a day he is accompanied by his raven-haired son and that is when the darkness fades, and his eyes are full of light. Like most fathers, whatever life was before a child is long gone and the most important role is, Dad.

 

He writes because creative people need an outlet and sometimes life can only be expressed through the written word. I feel honored that he is sharing a bit of that with me today and I am able to pass it on to you.

You can find more of Dominic's work on Instagram.

To dive a little deeper into his work, check him out in the Sopranos, Law and Order, All About The Benjamins, The Thomas Crown Affair, and many more television and movie roles.

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emulated 

a bit extra 

a silly something grabbed

the child's imagination

and made it follow

along the streets

of limited excess

the smell of fabrication 

of factory-made flowers

lingered

like the echo of heels too high

and we borrow the voices of the average 

as we mimic the mannerisms 

of the mundane 

believing that we are

exceptional 

carry my bags sweetie 

I have held them for centuries 

thatagirl 

-Dominic Chianese Jr.

Dominic Chianese Jr., Actor and Writer

Photography by Mike Sweetman

upended

in stark relief 

in a state of suspended belief 

O mythical beast

your light floods the room 

and the wolf and lion feast

in the night of a blood red moon 

we did the very least

and the changes never come too soon

we raise the knife 

and we mourn 

the mind slays the life of the unicorn

as we trifle with truth

the fabric is torn 

from this trouble and strife

a new dream is born

 

fly into a lunar eclipse 

as soon as the lies leave our lips 

we try 

and we try

for the moon and the sky

to rise from sunken ships 

-Dominic Chianese Jr.

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For more on this artist click here

the ground is getting soft

as April skies drench the fields

the garden needs tending 

and Mother is getting impatient

the purse grows thin on the pig farm

we clamor to the market

to meet the mortician

a makeover for the face of fear

we are open for business

and across the land lines form 

gravediggers wanted 

for the worms must be fed

-Dominic Chianese Jr.

in visual arts 

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"Rituals" By Robin Theriault
"Embrace" By Branwen Drew
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"An Entire Garden Inside
              an Eggshell"
      By Shelby Schneider 

Painting on Water 

Video Courtesy of Great Big Story

The flow of art and beauty.

       Turkish artist uses an ancient technique called ebru, or marbling. He drops and flicks dyes onto water treated with a wetting agent that keeps the pigment from sinking. Then he swirls and shapes the vibrant colors into images that spring from his imagination. It takes a deft hand and special handmade tools to paint this way. Ay invited Great Big Story into his studio in Istanbul to watch him create.

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We Lost The Sea: A Gallant Gentleman

All music was written and composed by We Lost The Sea.

     his is the first release off We Lost The Sea's album 'Departure Songs'.

Recorded during live-tracking of the album at Studios 301 in Sydney featuring the high school girls choir from Mercy College in Chatswood.

 

A Gallant Gentlemen, the opening track from We Lost The Sea’s third and most adventurous record to date, is a slowly building piece that gives you a just a glimpse of the tumultuous journey to follow. This is the perfect gateway to the heart wrenching ‘Departure Songs.’ The tracks tell the story of Lawrence Oates, an army captain, and explorer who walked off into the freezing Antarctic night on an expedition gone wrong, in an attempt to give his life to save the rest of his team. He knew he had become a burden on his friends. He knew their chances of survival would improve without him. So off he walked, alone, into oblivion. An opening track to a record that is steeped so much in the ideas of life, death, and hope.

 

 

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Choir section composed and arranged by We Lost The Sea and the Mercy College Choir. Produced by Tim Carr and We Lost The Sea.

Engineering and mixing by Tim Carr Studio 

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Color of Noize

 Derrick Hodge

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      wo-time Grammy Award-winning bassist and Blue Note Recording Artist Derrick Hodge has a new album being released June 26th.

Color of Noize is not just the album name but the concept of the band as well. The music will hit you with soulful depth, the groove of hip-hop, and that perfect flow of jazz.

This album contains many firsts for Hodge's. The first time working with a co-producer, first time using a live band from beginning to end, it was also an all-new lineup and the band's first time playing together.

With Mike Mitchell and Justin Tyson on drums, and DJ Jahi Sundance on turntables, Jahari Stampley and Michael Aaberg on keyboards, and Hodge supplying bass, keys, guitar, and voice, it appears they collectively came up with a winning combo.

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