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Ceg Presents a Phish After-Party with Marcus King Band with Special Guests – The Gramercy Theatre Through December 29, 2017 – New York

Democrats voted against the last tax cut bill because (they claimed) it disproportionately favored higher income households. But they vote for electric vehicle tax credits.

The New York Times calls Freddy Cole, "the most maturely expressive male jazz singer of his generation, if not the best alive." People Magazine praises his "gorgeous autumnal baritone, expressive phrasing and pitch-perfect feel for jazz standards, pop tunes and love ballads." Uncle to Natalie Cole, brother of Nat "King" Cole, pianist and vocalist Freddy Cole doesn’t apologize for sounding a little bit like his iconic elder brother. While there are certain unmistakable similarities, many consider his voice to be smokier, jazzier even. Cole’s annual visit is the perfect blend of jazz and great American holiday standards.

Probably the most state of the art information has come from a paper presented at the prestigious PDA Symposium and BBQ in Alcova, Wyoming by one, R. Guerricabeitia, sheepherder. It is his contention that there is nothing wrong with the dog’s hearing, his breeding or his training. The PDA is evolving into a thinking being and has simply chosen to ignore you.

(The following excerpts are from the Oklahoma Livestock Committee meeting on Species Relations. Voting members include beef cows, feedlot steers and dairy cows.)

Music has always been a part of my life. My family emigrated to Oklahoma from Texas. Grandpa played old-time fiddle. He taught his kids. I’ve been seconding good musicians as long as I can remember.

Looking at an animal in this condition can often be confusing until you feel the white parts of his skin. On a Hereford, the red-pigmented skin will be normal but as soon as you touch the border where the white begins, it feels like dry rawhide. It occurs in whiteface sheep, Herefords, Charolais, Holsteins, and anything with non-pigmented white skin.

The few surfers I met who had paid general admission all seemed to be thinking less about the contest than about what they could do to get a couple of waves. Bobby Morris, a contractor from Santa Barbara, admitted that he had his board with him, in his van, just in case. He and I were at a prime spot on the west wall, just north of the control tower. From there, we looked straight into the long barrel section in the middle of the right. With a berm of sand-colored plastic in the foreground, it could seem, for long moments, as if we were watching an excellent surfer pulling into a dream section on a sand point. “I’d pay a grand to surf it for a day,” Morris said, huskily. “Maybe six friends, one grand each. Definitely.” I didn’t tell him that the going rate for a group, I had heard from a W.S.L. official, was fifty thousand dollars a day. I also didn’t mention some other things I had heard: that all available days this year had been booked, and that Gulfstream jets were now often seen at the nearby Visalia Municipal Airport.

Born in South Africa to Australian parents, Johnston grew up in Lake Macquarie and at six had to overcome osteomyelities (doctors had suggested amputating his leg) before even having a chance to make a future in football. 

On another occasion Big Eddie had stayed in camp during the day to watch the sourdough rise. From his tent that morning he spotted a nice cow elk ease into a clearing near camp. Eddie grabbed his gun, chambered a shell and stepped through the flaps. His dangling suspenders caught on the upright and jerked him over backwards. A shot rang out! The propane tank exploded! The supply tent caught on fire disintegrating a pack train full of expensive, down filled, water proof, brand name, guaranteed, color coordinated, Davy Crockett recommended, eco-approved, nothing under $300, stuff. Not to mention a couple of Weatherbys.

So frequently compared to the Velvet Underground that they were featured in the 1996 film ‘I Shot Andy Warhol,’ Hoboken-based Yo La Tengo has explored the extremes of feedback-driven noise rock and sweetly melodic pop. They’ve always been the band to bridge the gap between critical acclaim and indie popularity. As Yo La Tengo’s career has developed since their 1984 inception, The New York Times remarks that they specialize in "guitar-driven songs about the compromise and joy of daily life." They draw a cult-like following along with new fans who dig their sound. For the unfamiliar, think The Weepies mashed up with The Velvet Underground and hints of The Flaming Lips. Modern and timeless at the same time. Their music at various moments has encompassed folk, punk, electronica, jam, shoegazer rock, and more.

I’m fine thanks, a St. Louis-based independent music label, has fewer than 20 artists. But it puts out most of their work on cassette tapes, along with digital distribution.