“Close your eyes. Be with me. Imagine that I am stepping off of the front stoop of my old apartment building. That I am strolling along the Upper West Side, like always. Just like any other morning. It is a… — Kenneth Womack Copy Share Image
“As the streets begin to overflow with police cruisers and satellite vehicles, with fire trucks and ambulances on high alert, you continue walking ever northward, back towards the interstate that delivered you into Oklahoma City. And as the news helicopters begin circling overhead, you hitch a ride out of town with a trio of suburban carpoolers eager to flee their… — Kenneth Womack Copy Share
“In the end—as in the beginning—it is the authentic performance of the Beatles’ peculiar, elaborate, unfettered art that matters. It is the performance that… — Kenneth Womack Copy Share Image
“Close your eyes. Be with me. Imagine that I am stepping off of the front stoop of my old apartment building. That I am… — Kenneth Womack Copy Share Image
“Down here, in our Cajun Magic Kingdom, I’m the Statue of Liberty. La Liberté éclairant le monde. But uptown, where the mold and the… — Kenneth Womack Copy Share Image
