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Entries by Stephen Jenkinson

One Post, One Beam

The origin story of the Nights of Grief and Mystery is an unlikely dovetail joint of timing (the Deity's middle name), money (not ours) and self-unemployment (Hoskins and me). Within eighteen months of our meeting we were touring widely, and people were coming to the shows on several continents, we had a record, and...

PLAY IT

You might be a band when you say it. But you know you're a band when you play it. You could be a band when you learn your chops. But you know if you're a band once the needle drops. By year's end, our twenty months of waiting were done. We'd made a record - Rough...

All Out of Still

A few months ago a certain degree of unspectacular life adversity leaned over to me and whispered: "What if you stop for a while? You were obliged off the road anyhow by the plague. Why not go the rest of the way there, and choose stillness?" Clever fellow. Years ago I remember coming across some stout advice...

A Memory

Robert Bly has died. Another old tree is gone from the canopy. The light that's let in is harsh, more revelatory than illuminating. I knew him for a time, corresponded for maybe a year or two. I found him remarkably kind and generous in person. He torpedoed Money and the Soul's Desires in its early iteration, drawing...

QUIET

I've had the chance over the past two weeks to get the lay of the pestilential land, thanks to a short but intense Nights of Grief and Mystery tour in B.C. I've seen how these last twenty months have treated some of my fellows. And that set me to thinking, and reconsidering. And the...