Aaron Embry has played on records by Jane’s Addiction, Brian Blade, Edward Sharpe and many more. Now he’s performing solo shows on his piano and tenor guitar. We asked him to play a few songs for us.

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A glimpse at Semie Moseley’s old shop. 

Rob Delaney: I love Levon Helm and America

robdelaney:

Levon Helm, drummer and singer of The Band, passed away from throat cancer last week. The outpouring of love directed his way over the last week, from every corner of the world, was remarkable. His family did an interesting thing too; they told the world before he died that he was in his final…

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jimherrington:

Bette Davis’ cigarette
Late 1980s:  Upon entering Bette Davis’ West Hollywood apartment, even the casual observer couldn’t help but notice the tiny white porcelain vases that seem to be on every horizontal surface, each sprouting a floret of cigarettes. Vantage filters - king size.  Ms. Davis, 80 at the time, was as thin as a thread when I encountered her less than a year before she died, though impeccably dressed and with eyelids troweled peacock blue.  She had already battled cancer and a stroke and I attribute to those unfortunate circumstances why she kept staring at me and crisply barking, “Who’s the young lady I haven’t met yet?”, which, like most of her verbal expulsions, was accompanied by a sharply exhaled column of smoke that seemed to be directed at some unseen evil force.  I was a photo-assistant on this job, and after we had finished and Ms. Davis had retired to the confines of her sprawling apartment, we packed up and were leaving when I saw her freshly snubbed Vantage resting in the ashtray.  I flicked it into a Kodak film box where it resided for 12 years until I pulled it out one day and took the photograph that you see here.
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Great shot one of our favorite contributors… 

jimherrington:

Bette Davis’ cigarette

Late 1980s:  Upon entering Bette Davis’ West Hollywood apartment, even the casual observer couldn’t help but notice the tiny white porcelain vases that seem to be on every horizontal surface, each sprouting a floret of cigarettes. Vantage filters - king size.  Ms. Davis, 80 at the time, was as thin as a thread when I encountered her less than a year before she died, though impeccably dressed and with eyelids troweled peacock blue.  She had already battled cancer and a stroke and I attribute to those unfortunate circumstances why she kept staring at me and crisply barking, “Who’s the young lady I haven’t met yet?”, which, like most of her verbal expulsions, was accompanied by a sharply exhaled column of smoke that seemed to be directed at some unseen evil force.  I was a photo-assistant on this job, and after we had finished and Ms. Davis had retired to the confines of her sprawling apartment, we packed up and were leaving when I saw her freshly snubbed Vantage resting in the ashtray.  I flicked it into a Kodak film box where it resided for 12 years until I pulled it out one day and took the photograph that you see here.

© Jim Herrington

Happy Birthday, Mr. Cooder.

Happy Birthday, Mr. Cooder.