<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4440587365001668315</id><updated>2011-07-29T01:11:35.074-07:00</updated><category term='CD announce'/><title type='text'>Join the Choir</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://streetcornerchoir.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4440587365001668315/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerchoir.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>We are ---------------- Street Corner Choir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18311342695113981517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HyFAB1x8c8s/Sqr1G6uJTWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/c64coVf4s90/S220/Street+Corner+Choir+Album+Shots+149.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4440587365001668315.post-5122572552826417899</id><published>2010-03-19T03:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T03:51:17.141-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CD announce'/><title type='text'>Big, BIG,B-I-G News</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#7B3F12;"&gt;Hi, this is David. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;And, Hi, this is Lezlie. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#7B3F12;"&gt;Together we ARE Street Corner Choir. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;(David, I think they know that by now.) So, are you going to tell them the news?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#7B3F12;"&gt;Of course, Lezlie. We are delighted to announce our first ever, Duo CD Release Party. For our new CD, Changing with the Sky. We are SO excited about this album. We’re certain you will love it. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;So, David, do you think you should let them know the Party will be at Waxy O’Shea’s Irish Pub,&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;so they can, you know, BE there?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#7B3F12;"&gt;Oh, yeah, Waxy O’Shea’s is SO easy to find. It’s on the NW corner of Shawnee Mission Parkway and Quivera, just 15 minutes west of the Plaza. This is going to be a great party. You can listen to Street Corner Choir, get a REAL reuben sandwich (where they grill the corned beef and the sour kraut, then put it all in the bread and grill the sandwich again) and then kick back with a Guiness. How cool is that?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;So, David, maybe you should tell them When it is, so they enjoy your favorite sandwich when We are there. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#7B3F12;"&gt;Yikes! Yes, come out to Waxy’s O’Shea’s Sunday, March 21 from 3-5 PM. (And plan to stay and visit and eat some great food with us. And out new CD will be available, too, ‘cause it is a CD release party. (I guess that’s obvious.) And we have a flyer attached with all the details. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;So, David, maybe we should have let the flyer speak for itself. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#7B3F12;"&gt;I think maybe you’re right, Lezlie. So I got Carried Away!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', serif; color: rgb(41, 48, 59); line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.StreetCornerChoir.com/" style="color: rgb(149, 104, 57); text-decoration: underline; "&gt;www.StreetCornerChoir.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4440587365001668315-5122572552826417899?l=streetcornerchoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://streetcornerchoir.blogspot.com/feeds/5122572552826417899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerchoir.blogspot.com/2010/03/big-bigb-i-g-news.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4440587365001668315/posts/default/5122572552826417899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4440587365001668315/posts/default/5122572552826417899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerchoir.blogspot.com/2010/03/big-bigb-i-g-news.html' title='Big, BIG,B-I-G News'/><author><name>We are ---------------- Street Corner Choir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18311342695113981517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HyFAB1x8c8s/Sqr1G6uJTWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/c64coVf4s90/S220/Street+Corner+Choir+Album+Shots+149.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4440587365001668315.post-1002695285714003485</id><published>2010-02-12T18:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T19:21:21.542-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Changing with the Sky .... soon.</title><content type='html'>I can't wait. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our new CD, Changing with the Sky, is at the duplicators. Although the audio master was ready in November of 2009. The choice of packaging was not easy. Keep in mind that Lezlie and I have been performing as Street Corner Choir for less than a year. We decided on a regular jewel case, to start out. We're not getting a closet full either. But if enough people buy our CD from this production run, we may get a cool, eco-wallet version. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I started thinking about lyrics. I PROMISED myself that my next CD would have lyrics printed somehow. No more 20 pound bond double sided black and white folded weird kind of inserted lyric sheets. The real deal. So I set out to include them on the four panel cover piece. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But we have 13 songs...with lots of lyrics...good lyrics...but LOTS of words. I tried 6 point type. (Now this is really small. This is like the type on those little eye drop medicine bottles that actually hurts your eyes it's so small.) Not small enough to fit. Would you believe 5.3 point type? So we may hand out those little cheap (inexpensive) magnifying glasses with the CDs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, I thought it would be cute to do a hand-lettered cardboard sign for the photo shoot with Erik Karlsson. (Boy, did he give us a break on a really professional shoot!) And I went nuts with cardboard as the theme. Even our website uses cardboard, hand-lettered buttons. Sheesh! So the CD art, well, as you can see from the website, which you must visit, took this to the extreme. Now as someone who has always done his own CD artwork, I have raised the bar for doing something unique with computer art for a CD cover. But this was beyond retro, it was beyond do-it-in-your-kitchen, it was CD art, well, on the street corner. So sue me. Once I get ahold of a design challenge, I'm a man possessed. I just hope it brings a smile. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So now I'm calling the duplicator every day. I'm looking at the calendar. I'm dreading the inevitable delays. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't wait. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(41, 48, 59); "&gt;&lt;div&gt;From David&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', serif; font-size: medium; color: rgb(41, 48, 59); line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.StreetCornerChoir.com/" style="color: rgb(149, 104, 57); text-decoration: underline; "&gt;www.StreetCornerChoir.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4440587365001668315-1002695285714003485?l=streetcornerchoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://streetcornerchoir.blogspot.com/feeds/1002695285714003485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerchoir.blogspot.com/2010/02/changing-with-sky-soon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4440587365001668315/posts/default/1002695285714003485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4440587365001668315/posts/default/1002695285714003485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerchoir.blogspot.com/2010/02/changing-with-sky-soon.html' title='Changing with the Sky .... soon.'/><author><name>We are ---------------- Street Corner Choir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18311342695113981517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HyFAB1x8c8s/Sqr1G6uJTWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/c64coVf4s90/S220/Street+Corner+Choir+Album+Shots+149.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4440587365001668315.post-5402853089252408354</id><published>2009-11-26T18:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T19:19:29.875-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leftover Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>Leftovers are one of the best things about Thanksgiving. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's nothing like the smell of turkey roasting for hours. It is so much fun to see family that I don't get to see too often. Real mashed potatoes. Real gravy. Homemade bread. There's just so much variety. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the next day...solid gold leftovers. And you can have as big a portion as you want. At Thanksgiving, you take a normal portion and make sure there is enough for all the nieces, brothers-in-law, etc. And you also take a bit of everyone's special dish, even if it is only "special" in their mind: green beens with little tiny onions (where do they get those?), Waldorf Plus Salad, Jello Surprise, you know what I mean. You take enough to taste and compliment. (Of course, all of MY family's side dishes are TERRIFIC.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So this year plans didn't work out for our clan to get together at my dad's place for the Big Thanksgiving Dinner Gathering. Both my wife and I have been under the weather. So I thought...what about Thanksgiving Leftovers?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I did make some homemade bread and pop it in the freezer. Then I got some provolone cheese, a boneless rotisserie turkey breast, celery, frozen macaroni and cheese, a bottle of bubbly (OK, sparking cider), and a mini pecan pie. And wahla, Thanksgiving Leftovers. We started off with celery filled with peanut butter. (Now at most Thanksgivings everyone nibbles on  plain celery while they wait for everyone to arrive, but what they are thinking is, "Boy, some peanut butter would be great on this.")  We had the best turkey sandwiches. All the macaroni and cheese we could ever want. And then cold-from-the-fridge pie. (Pie always sits out at Thanksgiving, but that last piece from the fridge that is ice cold seems the best ever.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Best of all, no cooking, no cleaning the house, no clearing off the table, no washing a zillion dishes, no overeating (well maybe just a bit), and no jello surprise. Just good plain food. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Leftovers are one of the best things about Thanksgiving. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From David&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', serif; font-size: medium; color: rgb(41, 48, 59); line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.StreetCornerChoir.com/" style="color: rgb(149, 104, 57); text-decoration: underline; "&gt;www.StreetCornerChoir.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4440587365001668315-5402853089252408354?l=streetcornerchoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://streetcornerchoir.blogspot.com/feeds/5402853089252408354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerchoir.blogspot.com/2009/11/leftover-thanksgiving.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4440587365001668315/posts/default/5402853089252408354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4440587365001668315/posts/default/5402853089252408354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerchoir.blogspot.com/2009/11/leftover-thanksgiving.html' title='Leftover Thanksgiving'/><author><name>We are ---------------- Street Corner Choir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18311342695113981517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HyFAB1x8c8s/Sqr1G6uJTWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/c64coVf4s90/S220/Street+Corner+Choir+Album+Shots+149.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4440587365001668315.post-5448941750974793022</id><published>2009-10-25T15:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T15:21:20.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To Drum or Not To Drum</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:20.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14.0pt;font-family:LucidaGrande"&gt;Unity on the Plaza, KC, MO October 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:20.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14.0pt;font-family:LucidaGrande"&gt;To Drum Or Not To Drum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:MarkerFelt-Thin"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14.0pt;font-family:LucidaGrande"&gt;We performed at a benefit concert on the “coffeehouse” stage. I thought it would be a tough crowd. People were lining up for food and sitting to eat and catch up with friends they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hadn&lt;/span&gt;’t seen for a while. There was also a bake sale going on in the same space. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14.0pt;font-family:LucidaGrande"&gt;The first act was an Celtic band called &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Dogtree&lt;/span&gt; with fiddle, flute, guitar and Irish drum. As they started, people were asking for the music to be turned down. Things were not looking good. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14.0pt;font-family:LucidaGrande"&gt;Then their drummer, Rachelle, began drumming on the “box” she was sitting on. This box conga, called a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;cajon&lt;/span&gt;, had a transforming effect on the crowd. Then all four members starting clapping in syncopation with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;cajon&lt;/span&gt; beats. All conversation stopped. They had the crowd’s attention for the rest of their set. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14.0pt;font-family:LucidaGrande"&gt;I want one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4440587365001668315-5448941750974793022?l=streetcornerchoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://streetcornerchoir.blogspot.com/feeds/5448941750974793022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerchoir.blogspot.com/2009/10/to-drum-or-not-to-drum.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4440587365001668315/posts/default/5448941750974793022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4440587365001668315/posts/default/5448941750974793022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerchoir.blogspot.com/2009/10/to-drum-or-not-to-drum.html' title='To Drum or Not To Drum'/><author><name>We are ---------------- Street Corner Choir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18311342695113981517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HyFAB1x8c8s/Sqr1G6uJTWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/c64coVf4s90/S220/Street+Corner+Choir+Album+Shots+149.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4440587365001668315.post-2560201076584895864</id><published>2009-09-27T16:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T17:00:50.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Try</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 18.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;First Try&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 18.0px Helvetica; min-height: 22.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 18.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Oh yeah. Get those contact lenses in, both eyes, on the first try. Nothin' to it. I finally found the right angle for seeing the hash mark to get them in right side up, too. Playing guitar and performing are much better now. (The folks in the back row are bit fuzzy, but some of us look better a little fuzzy.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 18.0px Helvetica; min-height: 22.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 18.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;In fact, washing my face was a shock. I mean I could SEE how much damage that old enemy Time has inflicted. The shower needs cleaning, too. A real eye-opener, you might say. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 18.0px Helvetica; min-height: 22.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 18.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;From David&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 18.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 18.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(41, 48, 59); line-height: 20px; font-family:'Lucida Grande', serif;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.StreetCornerChoir.com/" style="color: rgb(149, 104, 57); text-decoration: underline; "&gt;www.StreetCornerChoir.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Helvetica, serif;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4440587365001668315-2560201076584895864?l=streetcornerchoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://streetcornerchoir.blogspot.com/feeds/2560201076584895864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerchoir.blogspot.com/2009/09/first-try.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4440587365001668315/posts/default/2560201076584895864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4440587365001668315/posts/default/2560201076584895864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerchoir.blogspot.com/2009/09/first-try.html' title='First Try'/><author><name>We are ---------------- Street Corner Choir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18311342695113981517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HyFAB1x8c8s/Sqr1G6uJTWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/c64coVf4s90/S220/Street+Corner+Choir+Album+Shots+149.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4440587365001668315.post-4746597275656790153</id><published>2009-09-15T19:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T19:52:09.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Backwards. Then backwards. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK so I'm in day four with my new contact lenses. When they are in, I really love them. Except sometimes. I come home yesterday to hurry and put them in and go to a meeting. I get halfway there and start realizing that I can't read the street signs....or see individual leaves on the trees. So remember the cartoon devil and angel that would argue over what to do? I guess I'm dating myself. (Not that way, John.) So it goes:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Devil: Well it's not THAT blurry. Not as bad as say, a hard rain on the windshield. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Angel: You know that the distance lens is in BACKWARDS. Turn around now and fix it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Devil: But it will take so long to take it out and then put it back in. I haven't hit anything. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Angel: It's not good for your eyes or the contact. You'll probably run over a cat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So the Angel wins. I turn around. Sure enough, it's in backwards. I guess when I drop it (over and over) as I'm trying to put it in, it lands and flips inside out and fools me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At least it is quicker now. I have the whole ritual down with just how wet it has to be, how to hold my eye open, how to be gentle. So today is the big trial to wear them at work all day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wow, I'm getting GOOD. Both lenses get put in my eyes in under ten minutes. And my eyes aren't feeling like I just walked by someone sandblasting a building. I walk out to get my car.....and the leaves are fuzzy......I can't read the house numbers. Yup. Backwards. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Marker Felt', serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(41, 48, 59); line-height: 28px; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', serif; "&gt;From David&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.StreetCornerChoir.com/" style="color: rgb(149, 104, 57); text-decoration: underline; "&gt;www.StreetCornerChoir.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4440587365001668315-4746597275656790153?l=streetcornerchoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://streetcornerchoir.blogspot.com/feeds/4746597275656790153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerchoir.blogspot.com/2009/09/backwards.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4440587365001668315/posts/default/4746597275656790153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4440587365001668315/posts/default/4746597275656790153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerchoir.blogspot.com/2009/09/backwards.html' title=''/><author><name>We are ---------------- Street Corner Choir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18311342695113981517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HyFAB1x8c8s/Sqr1G6uJTWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/c64coVf4s90/S220/Street+Corner+Choir+Album+Shots+149.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4440587365001668315.post-8912237676929605205</id><published>2009-09-14T19:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T19:50:50.421-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bloodshot&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I decided to try something new. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I'd been thinking of doing this for quite some time, but it was impossible. Really. Then that Vance Gilbert made me take my glasses off and said, "Definitely, you should perform without glasses. Just get some contacts."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I have trifocals. My eyes are so weak that the last time I tried to play on stage without them....well it wasn't pretty. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So now I have an excuse to check it out. And you'll never guess. (Well, maybe you will.) They can now do one lens for distance and one lens for close up. Your brain learns to use the right one after a while. I say, "Let's go for it."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is only one little tiny problem. I am a World Class Contact &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Clutz&lt;/span&gt;. It takes me an hour to put them in and an hour to take them out. I am so heavy handed that I look like the guy people mention when they say, "You &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;should've&lt;/span&gt; seen the other guy."  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had no idea I could inflict so much pain on myself. I mean, once you've got those little tiny flimsy disks of plastic in your eyes you are kind of committed to getting them out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But when they are in. It's amazing! My eyes are fixed. I never felt like that with glasses. It was always, well I can see clearly with these glasses. But I still felt a bit disabled. I always knew that if I broke my glasses I couldn't see well enough to work. Or play guitar. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So now I'm down to half an hour to put them in. It's all Brain over Brain. (I tried Brawn over Brain.) Pray for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Marker Felt', serif; line-height: 28px; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Lucida Grande', serif;"&gt;From David&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Lucida Grande', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.StreetCornerChoir.com/"&gt;www.StreetCornerChoir.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Lucida Grande', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4440587365001668315-8912237676929605205?l=streetcornerchoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://streetcornerchoir.blogspot.com/feeds/8912237676929605205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerchoir.blogspot.com/2009/09/bloodshot-i-decided-to-try-something.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4440587365001668315/posts/default/8912237676929605205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4440587365001668315/posts/default/8912237676929605205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerchoir.blogspot.com/2009/09/bloodshot-i-decided-to-try-something.html' title=''/><author><name>We are ---------------- Street Corner Choir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18311342695113981517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HyFAB1x8c8s/Sqr1G6uJTWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/c64coVf4s90/S220/Street+Corner+Choir+Album+Shots+149.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4440587365001668315.post-2669800993591463321</id><published>2009-09-11T18:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T18:29:16.415-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Be Prepared For Anything</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 20px; font-family:'Marker Felt';font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:14px;"&gt;National Songwriters Showcase - Boulder, Colorado 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:14px;"&gt;Be prepared for anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:14px;"&gt;We got to the Boulder Farmer's Market late. Our host, Rob Roper, lost his performance slot to another songwriter. Lezlie and I were on at 11:00 AM. Since we were both songwriters, we had one, 30 minute slot. We started planning our "set list" and decided to put one of Rob's songs first. We had just heard his new song last night. We both loved it and put harmonies on the chorus. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:14px;"&gt;Now Rob was OK with letting others have the limelight (actually it was beautiful mountain morning light) at this annual event with nationally touring artists, 50 people sitting under the canopy listening and hundreds walking by and pausing with their vegetables (organic, of course) to listen. But he was thrilled to have the first song in our set. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:14px;"&gt;Be prepared for anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:14px;"&gt;So we get into the first chorus, Rob is nailing his new song, we are finding the three-part harmony, the crowd is loving it...the power goes out. We turn around and one of the players from earlier in the morning has UNPLUGGED the sound system to pack up his guitar amp. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:14px;"&gt;He looks at us and says, "Oh, was that you?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:14px;"&gt;We just shook our heads. We were speechless. He then finishes wrapping his cord carefully around his amp and THEN plugs us back in. Rob turns around and launches into the second verse as if he had just sneezed. The crowd loved it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Lucida Grande', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Lucida Grande', serif;"&gt;From David&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Lucida Grande', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.StreetCornerChoir.com/"&gt;www.StreetCornerChoir.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Lucida Grande', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Lucida Grande', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4440587365001668315-2669800993591463321?l=streetcornerchoir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://streetcornerchoir.blogspot.com/feeds/2669800993591463321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerchoir.blogspot.com/2009/09/be-prepared-for-anything.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4440587365001668315/posts/default/2669800993591463321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4440587365001668315/posts/default/2669800993591463321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://streetcornerchoir.blogspot.com/2009/09/be-prepared-for-anything.html' title='Be Prepared For Anything'/><author><name>We are ---------------- Street Corner Choir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18311342695113981517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HyFAB1x8c8s/Sqr1G6uJTWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/c64coVf4s90/S220/Street+Corner+Choir+Album+Shots+149.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
