“"Fame wouldn’t allow me to do the things I want to do.”

Rhiannon Giddens, Theater Camp, Caravaggio’s Bros, Chicago’s 606, Bookforum returns.

Nature’s first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf’s a flower;
But only so an hour.

Contemplative Brahms, Deacon King Kong, Love, Actually, The Next Chapter, Autumn Leaves.

“Like a frog in a pot slowly brought to simmer then boil, we’ve had our world stealthily saturated with corporate emblems. And unlike the frog, we have no place to jump.”

Logo-Centric America, The Kohler Art Preserve, Mr. B, Robbie Fulks, Madison’s Chazen Museum.

“My favorite club at the time belonged to my grandfather. It was a six iron. The shaft was wood, the grip was white adhesive tape, and the blade was long and thin. It was positively medieval.”

Double Bogey, American Players Theater, Baraboo, More Friedlander.

“But can’t we manage with a “good enough” can opener? Is the “Best” sparkling water really the “Best” for every palette? Can I get by with the “third-Best” ball-point pen?”

Simply the Best!, Trust, Past Lives, Merry Clayton, Lee Friedlander & Joel Coen.