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Where the Desert Keeps Its Songs (opens the original)
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Some friendships begin with a conversation and others begin with a photograph. When a mutual friend introduced me to Nadja, she spent much of our first afternoon together guiding me through the images on her phone, and I remember feeling that I was being shown a life lived with rare devotion: musicians captured at the instant their eyes closed into the song, landscapes that seemed to exist only for those willing to cross great distances to stand inside them. Nadja travels in order to dissolve in
Fifteen Years in the Dust (opens the original)
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The first time I crossed onto the playa was in 2011, into that immense alkaline expanse where a temporary city rises out of nothing each year and dissolves back into dust before the season turns. I have returned every year since, and each return has taught me the same lesson from a slightly different angle, which is that music becomes most fully itself in the presence of people who arrive ready to be moved. There are stages in the world that demand you perform for an audience already certain of
Thirty Nine Seconds (opens the original)
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An update from the heart. (opens the original)
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This is a departure from what I usually write here. My little brother Oso has been critically ill and hospitalized for the past two weeks, and something happened during this that I want to share.When he first landed in the hospital, my only thought was: I will handle this. Whatever it takes, however much it costs, it’s my responsibility as his brother. That’s what family does.But then something unexpected happened. Friends stepped up. People we know, people we don’t, they created a GoFundMe, the
YES! (opens the original)
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I said yes to Nebraska without a reason I could explain to anyone. The Heart Protocol was the name of an invitation and a pull in my chest, and I have learned to trust the pull more than the reason. The reasons come later, if they come at all. The intuition arrives first, and my only job is to say yes before my mind has time to build a case against it.<a class="image-link image2 is-viewable-img" href="https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!SRcC!,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%
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