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Bialy high

They warned me this would happen: I would leave New York for Chapel Hill, and I would have to give up certain people, places and things. Of course, there’s no replacing the people, or The City’s thrum, pulse and vibe, which I mostly didn’t miss. I even got used to knowing that a decent pizza […]

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Barefootin’

The man who delivers my newspaper each morning takes a perverse pride in locating the nexus where the unpaved road ends and our driveway begins; this allows him to lay the paper right there and say in good conscience that he did not just leave it in the street. It’s actually a good thing, though, […]

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We regret to inform you

I was feeling satisfied at having completed a series of quotidian duties when I was hit with a dose of pure parental dread: My youngest son’s camp had called while I was out. Something had happened, but they wouldn’t say what. My brother, who had answered the phone, reported that the caller said he could […]

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Down in the hole

Al Wilson isn’t as well remembered as some of music’s other Wilsons, but his 1968 R&B hit “The Snake” seems the ideal soundtrack for these pollen-laden weeks. In “The Snake,” a benevolent woman spots a half-frozen, limbless and scaled creature along a lakeside path. “Take me in, tender woman,” he entreats. She brings him home […]

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Keeping his edge

When James Murphy of LCD Soundsystem announced that his Madison Square Garden concert on April 2 would be the band’s final performance, it set off a wave of scrambling. The show sold out in something like eight minutes. Acknowledging the weighty circumstances, Murphy requested that audience members wear black, white or a combination thereof. The […]

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The mourning rituals of Facebook

“You remember Mr. Conway?” “Who?” “Mr. Conway. Lived up on Sunset?” “Hmm…” “Used to usher at the Methodist church on the Falls Road?” “Lloyd’s scoutmaster? That Mr. Conway?” “Yep, that’s him.” “Oh, sure. Mr. Conway. Nice man. What about him?” “Dead.” My wife’s grandfather had a memorable way of keeping his family apprised of the […]

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“I’m just a black man trapped in a white woman’s body”: Questions for Marshall Chapman

Photo by Anthony Scarlati There may not be a harder-working woman in country music than Marshall Chapman. She’s a musician, songwriter, journalist and actress. In her four decades-plus on the scene, she’s played with, or had her songs performed by, or interviewed such luminaries as Willie Nelson, Emmylou Harris, Joe Cocker and dozens of other […]

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Deer hunt

I had just breakfasted on the only dependably authentic bagel in Chapel Hill (boiled per the age-old recipe, not some tepid dough-ring pretender), so I’ll admit I was in a sort of reverie. The dueling sensations of digestion and the glide down Weaver Dairy combined for a subtly exquisite moment in my rain-beaded cocoon. Righteous […]

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