live review

A “Forest” in the Paradise…

Dog days, they’re over.

Weaving an Acrylic mess of baseball and music…

Soothing and warm, despite a night of Boston rain.

A love experiment all right: it’s called ‘grinding to jazz’…

Paid in full last night. For sure.

The universal language of musica.

Stuck in a useful chamber.

Camp fire blazes.