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November 12, 2016 by Simon Sweetman

On: Billie Holiday’s Voice

I was re-reading These Lives I Have Buried by Lindsay Rabbitt the other day, an excellent short book, an essay from the Four Winds Press series. And in and around stories of struggle and loss, heartache, pain, grit and soul there was a mention of Billie Holiday. An all but parenthetical mention – but I […]

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April 13, 2016 by Simon Sweetman

José James: Yesterday I Had The Blues – The Music of Billie Holiday

José James Yesterday I Had The Blues: The Music of Billie Holiday Blue Note Of all the “100 Year” celebrations to honour Billie Holiday this felt the most necessary – a brave new voice taking on that wonderful music. Because, at the time, Billie Holiday was exactly that: a brave new voice taking on that […]

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August 4, 2014 by Simon Sweetman

Poem: Strange Leaves

hanging from the trees. no fruit no more. just leaves. all that is left are leaves. and the fruit was rotten to the core. so now there’s no more. no reminders – for sure; but no growth can come from nothing. strange breeze leaves just strange leaves. leave it be. now there’s nothing that we […]