tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21046946424747516292011-11-14T15:25:10.654-08:00BeWakefulMiaRaehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01462409825658760046noreply@blogger.comBlogger21100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2104694642474751629.post-32626163181762121772011-11-09T17:03:00.001-08:002011-11-10T12:44:31.365-08:00Wordless Wednesday<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lizzconley/3249352366/in/faves-miarae/"><img border="0" height="259" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LBedeC4c_L4/Trsi2ucJ1bI/AAAAAAAABAQ/G6I_0V5MEfc/s320/3249352366_fc4fbb1abd_z.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">It's about what is.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2104694642474751629-3262616318176212177?l=bewakeful.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>MiaRaehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01462409825658760046noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2104694642474751629.post-19620302261112265802011-11-08T11:58:00.000-08:002011-11-10T13:09:57.419-08:00Jonny Corndawg, Returns to LangLab<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6SM1H-1Fuc8/TrmJhliMWxI/AAAAAAAABAI/PK5prUPkOeM/s1600/jonny.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="244" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6SM1H-1Fuc8/TrmJhliMWxI/AAAAAAAABAI/PK5prUPkOeM/s320/jonny.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #20124d; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">The Sweetest Little Country Bean in the box</span> </i></span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #7f6000; font-family: inherit;"> </span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"> </span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">My 1st day off coffee, three cups of tea later and it was time to see my old friend <a href="http://www.corndawg.com/">Corndawg</a> at <a href="http://www.langlabsb.com/">LangLab</a>. No caffeine needed, as his voice echo'd the 160yr old building on High St. and filled the spaces of our hearts.</span> A country singer, not a singer-songwriter, born in Montana, raised in rural Virginia. I met Corndawg in 2001, he'd just dropped out of high school and began touring on his motorcycle w/his guitar & one pair of pants. I was a small gathering, before I even knew his name we were kicking our elbows like chickens singing with words " I like birds" . The next thing I knew I was glued to him on the back of his motorcycle, and girlishly glazed over as he fiddled with new songs that would one day be the tunes to my youth.<br /><div class="p2"><br /></div><blockquote class="tr_bq"> He's played shows in every U.S. state, Canada and eleven European countries, Australia, Argentina and India. But you won't find him on CMT. His music is more in the vein of that obscure '70s gay country, that housewives would discover on a Bear Family reissue in twenty years. In addition to pursuing the lost art of the Real Deal, Corndawg is an airbrushing, leather-working, marathon-running, truck-driving American. Born and Bred.</blockquote><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2104694642474751629-1962030226111226580?l=bewakeful.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>MiaRaehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01462409825658760046noreply@blogger.com0