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Dw. Dunphy On… Hurricane Smith
My grandfather loved his guitars. He listened to old Hank Williams Sr. records, a bit of Les Paul and Mary Ford, and a smattering of Hawaiian music, all to hear what was happening on
Read More »Dw. Dunphy On… The Choir
The dichotomy between artist and the art is often easily reconciled by the public. In music, artists of all religious persuasions exist, yet their choice of faith doesn’t negatively affect their music; it may
Read More »Dw. Dunphy On… Cell Phones
I remember it pretty clearly. I came home to find the red light on the answering machine ominously blinking away, and checked to see how many messages there were for me (eight, as I
Read More »Dw. Dunphy On… The 7-Eleven Breakfast Burrito
I’m all for fusion cuisine, folks, but this is ridiculous. First off, there cannot be a more awkward combination of terms than “breakfast” and “burrito.” One indicates a hearty repast that fortifies a person
Read More »Dw. Dunphy On… The Novice and the Giving Up
“Everything’s going well,” he said. That was it. No elaborate descriptions of the wonderful future possibilities, the usual spate of self promotion with which he was ordinarily so generous. Just “everything’s going well,” and
Read More »Dw. Dunphy On… Crowded House
I don’t get it. I simply don’t. 2007 was a pretty good year for music, all in all. Maybe not great for the actual industry of selling music, and maybe not fantastic on the
Read More »Dw. Dunphy On…Vinyl
My mom, God rest her soul, hit the nail on the head. She always used to ask me, “Why must you do everything ass-backwards?” She had a point. Shoes went on before pants, finalizing
Read More »Dw. Dunphy on…
… names. Or, to be more precise, this is about the importance of names and why it’s so difficult to pull a really good one out of the air and claim it as your
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