Egypt, 1920s, in colour. Autochromes taken by Gervais Courtellemont and W. Robert Moore for National Geographic.
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Gypsy children play violin in the streets.
Hungary, 1939.
Love In Vain Blues [DAL 402-1]
by Robert Johnson
Robert Johnson was born 102 years ago. Shortly after that he went down to the cross-roads…
Robert Johnson: Love in Vain, 1937
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A tower of alcohol supposedly about to be burned, during Prohibition, 1924.
“It’s an affront to the whole history of mankind.”—Winston Churchill on Prohibition in the USA.
Spencer Moore playing for Alan Lomax in Chilhowie, Va., in September 1959. (via Book Review: The Beautiful Music All Around Us - WSJ.com)
From its name onward, Glenn Jones’ My Garden State sets a personal tone. The album was written in the northern New Jersey house where the American Primitive-style guitarist and banjo player grew up with his family. When his mother was diagnosed with Alzheimer’s some years back, he and his sisters took turns looking after her, and it was there that these loving pieces came together. (via First Listen: Glenn Jones, ‘My Garden State’ : NPR)
Plants might be able to eavesdrop on their neighbors and use the sounds they “hear” to guide their own growth, according to a new study that suggests plants use acoustic signaling to communicate with one another. “We have shown that plants can recognize when a good neighbor is growing next to them,” said study co-author Monica Gagliano, an evolutionary ecologist at the University of Western Australia. “We are proposing that this communication may be based upon an acoustic exchange.” (via Plants “Listen” to the Good Vibes of Other Plants)
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Robert Johnson, Skene, Mississippi, 1967.
This photograph was taken by Marina Bokelman, who accompanied David Evans on many of his field recording trips throughout the American South. This image and several of Johnson’s songs appear in th the recently released album of religious music recorded by Evans entitled ”Sorrow Come Pass Me Around.”
Jonathan Ward, proprietor of Excavated Shellac (via A pause… | Excavated Shellac)
