Halloo. I'm out where the corn is as high as an elephant's eye, and you can sit on a rocking chair at night and watch the fireflies and listen to cicadas make a racket--that is, if a thunder-and-lightning storm isn't playing drama queen up in the sky. I heard a new acoustic group perform the other night, by the name of Railroad Earth. They are part of the new, underground scene of young people who are avoiding the corporate hit-making cookie-cutter megalith. They were quite good.

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Elmer