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The 79th National Folk Festival

Sign of things to come. (On a sidewalk in Salisbury, MD)

If Music is a Place — then Jazz is the City, Folk is the Wilderness, Rock is the Road, Classical is a Temple.

~ Vera Nazarian

Yet our land is still troubled by men who have to hate
They twist away our freedom and they twist away our fate
Fear is their weapon and treason is their cry.
We can stop them if we try.

~ Phil Ochs, Power and Glory (1960’s folk/protest song)

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If we were having coffee

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Good communication is just as stimulating as black coffee, and just as hard to sleep after.

~ Anne Morrow Lindbergh

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Signs

At the Celtic Festival in Snow Hill.
At the Celtic Festival in Snow Hill.

Beyond the edge of the world there’s a space where emptiness and substance neatly overlap, where past and future form a continuous, endless loop. ¬†And, hovering about, there are signs no one has ever read, chords no one has ever heard.

~ Haruiki Murakami, Kafka on the Shore

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