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  • hardie karges 12:51 am on October 16, 2014 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: , Deming, Hurley, la Mesilla, Las Cruces, Lordsburg, , Silver City,   

    Borderlands, New Mexico: C U in El Paso, Pablo Picasso… 

    Arts district in El Paso, TX

    Arts district in El Paso, TX

    What difference does a line on a map make? In El Paso it means a lot, not only La Linea with Mexico, but even that smaller line with neighboring state New Mexico, El Paso itself something of a historical anomaly, part of a cartographical peninsula jutting into the then-frontier, with historical ties to Texas, not with whatever would come (much) later, i.e. New Mexico and Arizona.

    Fact is: El Paso lies almost due south of Albuquerque, so when the clouds and rain roll in, I roll south. The skies clear, and the temps warm up, almost on cue.

    But even though less than 300 miles from Albuquerque, and only slightly more to Tucson, AZ, this is still Texas, and I find myself slipping inadvertently into a southern accent, y’all. But it’s almost twice that far to the nearest Texas city of that size or larger, San Antonio, and even more to Dallas. It’s 852 miles to Beaumont, as the crow flies, on the other side of the state, down I-10. There’s only one problem: crows don’t fly down I-10. They take the I-20 turn-off to Dallas. Guess they don’t want to fly too close to the sun. (More …)

     
    • Esther Fabbricante 4:40 am on October 16, 2014 Permalink | Reply

      My bedtime reading again – enjoyed to the fullest – putting it mildly. You are a master of the English language.

    • hardie karges 4:51 am on October 16, 2014 Permalink | Reply

      And you are a master of flattery, Esther…

  • hardie karges 9:17 pm on September 17, 2014 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: bluegrass, , Mamou Playboys, , Pickamania, Sarah Jarosz, Silver City, Steve Riley   

    #SilverCity #NewMexico #USA: Hippie Fix, aaahhhh…. 

    Bluegrass, Silver City style

    Bluegrass, Silver City style

    If you were a member of the 60’s-70’s counter-culture, then it never really leaves you: that camaraderie, that look in the eye, that length of the hair, that… that… hipness that defined you as a card-carrying member of a special group, raised in revolution and defined by contrariness, contrary to the mores of ‘society’, contrary to the dictates of government, and—especially—contrary to the will of Mom and Dad. Hey, you gotta’ have priorities.

    Sure, there was a certain amount of self-satisfied know-it-all smugness to the term (i.e. I’m hip; you’re not); and the politics were never as notable as the parties; and more than a little bit of the economy was based on clandestine agriculture or Mom-and-Pop trustafarianism, but still… Being a hippie was good, and fun, and had meaning, in stark contrast to the increasing materialism of modern Western societies and the increasing militarism of the US, in particular. (More …)

     
    • Esther Fabbricante 9:38 pm on September 17, 2014 Permalink | Reply

      Love it. I have a niece by marriage living in Albuquerque.
      I have never been there.
      You are the greatest.

      • hardie karges 9:47 pm on September 17, 2014 Permalink | Reply

        I’ve been in Albuquerque the last two days, escaped to Santa Fe to dodge the storms. Thanx, Esther, stay tuned…

    • Esther Fabbricante 10:32 pm on September 30, 2014 Permalink | Reply

      I couldn’t begin to blog, as you suggested. No one would want to read my trivial stuff. I want all my children to read your fantastic writing and unlimited vocabulary.

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