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Concept Albums Explained

Sunday, May 15th, 2022

The First Concept Albums:
Gustav Holst, Woody Guthrie, Frank Sinatra, Miles Davis


What are the first concept albums? And what is a concept album, anyway?… read more


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Concept Albums Explained

Monday, May 9th, 2022

Highway 61, Revisited

by Paul-Newell Reaves

In 1965 when Bob Dylan creates “Highway 61, Revisited” the first rock’n’roll concept album is born, and the well traveled subject of the road trip album is established.

US Route 61 historically traversed from Minnesota to New Orleans, providing a path for much of middle America towards jazz, booze, excitement and escape. The road follows the Mississippi River, so Dylan’s work is immediately placed in the company of Mark Twain’s “The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn” and Jack Kerouac’s “On the Road”… read more



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My Children’s Father

Friday, May 6th, 2022

an excerpt from “Because of My Guardian Angels”
by Francesca Alicea

The subject of my children’s father is one I rarely discuss.  Perhaps I’m just ashamed of the many years I tried to make it work. 

At times I wonder was I too young or did we just grow apart as I matured?  After all he was my first and I had no one to compare him to.  I had no idea of what a healthy relationship or what a good father or husband should be like.

I disregarded many red flags early on. Probably because I did not know any better. And when my children came I was even more determined to make it work. Looking back I realize that my determination to break the trend of growing up without a father totally blinded me.

Dagger after dagger, red flag after red flag went unnoticed or downplayed.  My priority was the children.  The thought of them growing up without their father would send chills up my spine.  But, since we all have our limits, that day came for me as well.

It took much to awaken me from a deep state of denial, but when I awakened, all I had buried or kept deep inside finally burst. There was no going back.

I can’t judge him. I know that we all have our burdens to deal with. Whatever was and is going on within him is not for me to criticize, but I can’t condone his actions either. I can’t change, judge, or help him. The battle within himself is his alone.

I can admit that, despite our differences and our altered missions in life, that he’s an excellent chess player, pianist, portrait artist, and that foreign languages are very easy for him to learn.

So as part of my healing I choose to focus on the positive things. I will always remember the beautiful oil on canvas portrait he painted of me and “Francesca’s Song” a piano instrumental he wrote for me.  Hey, I can even play a mean game of chess.  But, the best gifts of all are my two amazing children and now my grand.  These beautiful gifts were the result of my determination to make it work.

I differentiate better now and recognize exactly how I want to be treated.  So my next if I so choose I’m positive will not be random selection.

I hope to always remember that my children and grand all have or will have their mission and burdens to deal with in life. So I would like them to know that I will not judge them, but will always be a good listener.

And they should also be aware that the advice I give them comes from a loving mother’s heart.  And, that I’m human and made and will make mistakes.  I just hope they can forgive me whenever I do.





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Announcing the Winners of the 2022 Lengthy Poem Contest

Monday, May 2nd, 2022


What a contest, what a contest–
what a contest.

From the cerebral to the emotional, from the natural to chaotic, from the mystical to the mathematical– this year’s poems defied our expectations.

Never one to waste time,
the Grand Prize Winner is

How to Find a Black Hole in Your Kitchen
by Dana Kroos

Fan Favorite:

My Love Letter to Divine Femininity
by Nicole Del Rio

Read all three finalists for the 2022 Lengthy Poem Contest, here.
Want more Lengthy Poems?
Submit a Lengthy Poem to next years contest.

Submission for our
2022 !Short Story Contest!
is now open until June 7th.
The contest will begin publishing weekly on June 19th.
Winners will be announced Labor Day (US), which is September 5th.

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Turn Off Shuffle: Concept Albums Explained
a column by Paul-Newell Reaves

An excerpt from “Because of My Guardian Angels”
by Francesca Alicea

A Little Bit About Vastu
a five part series by Chantelle Tibbs

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Concept Albums Explained:

Sunday, May 1st, 2022

The Miseducation of Lauryn Hill

by Paul-Newell Reaves

There are no other contenders: “The Miseducation of Lauryn Hill” is the greatest concept album in the history of recorded music.  Her lyrics are powerful and often profound.  Her rhymes are multisyllabic, and her rhyme schemes complex.  And not a single track deviates from its simple, yet sophisticated concept: Lauryn Hill missed school the day they taught us all about Love.

We’ve heard a lot of songs about Love, before. But Hill doesn’t give us just another lesson on Love, or another sob-story, or another fairy-tale. She tells us what she wasn’t taught about Love, and what she should have been. 

But what makes “Miseducation” so very great is the full realization of its concept, beyond the wildest dreams of its potential… read more


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CORNELIUS X’S BOOK OF BAD DREAMS: 13

Sunday, March 27th, 2022

by Tom Ball

AWAKE AND FREE AGAIN

Finally after 3 months of bad dreams, I was free again.  And had happy, nice dreams.

Then I tried another job as brain chef.  Tried to guess what food machine foods people would like.  I would be given their portfolio and then ordered dishes. I had a lot of return customers.  But after a few months I tired of this job and decided to be unemployed for a while. And eventually I sold my nightmares for a lot of money (dreams were always recorded).  People were bored of nice dreams all the time… It was all new fashion.

And a quirk of this settlement I was in was you must never say the same thing twice.  If you had nothing new to say then you would remain silent.  It was a silent, “peaceful world.” After what I had been through I was only too happy to remain silent.





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CORNELIUS X’S BOOK OF BAD DREAMS: 12

Friday, March 25th, 2022

by Tom Ball

THE WAKING NEWS

Recently they had discontinued the news… And so no one knew what was going on. People imagined all sorts of realities, but mostly they tried hard to be imaginative. It was hard to know reality… Many people told me they were lost and trapped.





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CORNELIUS X’S BOOK OF BAD DREAMS: 11

Wednesday, March 23rd, 2022

by Tom Ball

COMPUTER DOCTOR DREAM

Then I was a hacker masquerading as a “computer doctor.”  I reprogrammed a lot of computers and got them to worship me as God in millions of manifestations

And there were wars of 5 or more opposing sides.  Mostly machines fighting machines.  Triple agents and so on.  And there were great dictators.

Generally speaking the further you were from Earth, the more advanced the technology was.

I was a cyborg who fought infamy in the dream.  But I was captured and duly executed by hanging, so it took a while to die.

Psycho-analysis: Playing God was totally insane.  You are nuts. It is hard to psycho-analyze a madman such as you.






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CORNELIUS X’S BOOK OF BAD DREAMS: 10

Sunday, March 20th, 2022

by Tom Ball

BAD DREAM OF LOST LOVE

I dreamt I was searching the universe for my lost love.  Problem was, like many other people she kept changing her identity.  A few times I think I met her without realizing it until later; she moved in elite circles.  And I never found her…Until one day I was walking through the sewage system on Planet Pyrod and I met her. I knew it was her for some reason and she said fancy meeting you here. At least I thought it was her.  Perhaps she had many clones… And many faces…

But she had changed, now she was an evil temptress that had sex with men and released millions of micro bots to the men and undermined society after society.

Finally she was arraigned on charges, but she skipped bail.

I felt sorry for the human race to have such destructive people in it.

Meanwhile I was very sick after loving her.  The micro bots ravaged my system. But I had “good micro bots” treatment. So the micro bots warred inside my body.  Finally I was dead.

Again I woke up screaming.

Psycho-analysis: People like you allowed micro bots in the first place.  But you/they must have known it was very dangerous. But trying to find ex-loves often has curious results, but it is noble, however futile it would be.






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CORNELIUS X’S BOOK OF BAD DREAMS: 9

Friday, March 18th, 2022

by Tom Ball

BAD DREAM OF FACES

I dreamt of beautiful faces, a world where everyone was super good-looking.

Faces were the currency of our time.  To copy the best faces, that was de riguer.  Copyright faces were difficult to protect and were easy to steal.  But I had hackers who would destroy any people who stole my faces. They would launch a cyber attack and blow up the illicit user and their computer.

But it was a fact that I had the best designers and the very latest faces.  Mostly for women.

Super human beauty, people figured.

I personally liked clever faces, that weren’t twisted.

Some people said I lacked grace, I lacked elan.

Sex for money.  Some faces you just wanted to fuck them again and again.

But some liked ugly ones…

And finally all in the dream were changed to be ugly.  People were repugnant to one another.  Fucked doggie style so you wouldn’t have to see their face.  Powers that be (the three oligarchs) were the only good looking ones.

I was trapped in an ugly face and body, and there was no space traffic here.  This planet didn’t matter.

Psycho-analysis: Ugliness is unfortunately a type of mindset.  As if we were beasts.  You are just an animal she said. You have no sense of grace and love.  Just ugliness and woe.





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