The village at Squaw Valley was an epicenter of activity. There were independent merchants selling goods, food, plenty of people watching, and some really great lesser-known acts rockin’ the Casbah stage.
Elizaveta has the voice of an angel. I was wandering around looking for a yoga class and I could not help but stop and listen to her siren song.
Her lyrics were heart-felt and touching to counter the operatic vocals; think Regina Spektor meets The Phantom of the Opera.
William Fitzsimmons‘ introspective lyrics and airy guitar make for easy listening. He had gathered quite a crowd, but after his second encore, he quipped, “This is cutting into my yoga time.”
Sounds like he’s got his priorities right.
Just because I’m not big yet doesn’t mean you can forget about me.
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July’s Full Moon in Capricorn: The Heart wants what it Wants. The 4 Stages of a Good Divorce. How to Love a Woman who Scares You. Our Soulmates are Rarely Who We Expect. I Still Think of You. Men, Let’s Stop Fooling Ourselves: Size Matters. To the One Who Tried to Break Me. An Open Letter to the Fixers. How your Stored Memories in the Amygdala can lead to PTSD. A Letter to my Children: You do not come from a Broken Home.