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It was the kind of autumn night Belgium has too many of. The eternal rain hitting the window. Empty streets. And a small gas stove unable to win the battle...

Karen Dalton’s tragic life was marked by addictions, alcoholism, the loss of her children, depression and AIDS. All this darkness turned her into a blinding light when she interpreted the...

Again, the story begins with a tape recorded by a friend and a song that I could not stop listening to, from a band I had never heard of. The...

You never forget your first guitar. Mine was made of old wood, and its tough strings made my soft fingers bleed. My brother-in-law gave it to me, the same one...

“If I could only fly I'd bid this place goodbye, to come and be with you But I can hardly stand, and I got no where to run Another sinking sun, and one...

Depression is a terrible disease. Depression is complex and often invisible. Depression is silence. Depression is total isolation even when you’re surrounded by people. Depression is a feeling of loneliness...

“Southern trees bear strange fruit Blood on the leaves and blood at the root Black bodies swinging in the southern breeze Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees” Change the trees into waves, and...

Do you remember when there was no internet? And we spent hours in record stores and our friends’ rooms searching for new music to listen to. I do. And I...

It all started in the late eighties. It was just another day. Just another dinner at the overcrowded table in our little house. While us four brothers and sisters cleared...