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The best thing about having a new brain is that it’s receptive to everything. Everything is possibly the best thing in the whole entire world.

And everything is possibly the answer to the puzzle that could never be solved, but maybe now can be.

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Remember to Breathe.

 

 

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Take a break. Pause. Stop. Just for a bit.
And remember to breathe.

 

Crooked Sparrow is the combination of award-winning singer songwriters Valeria Stewart (formerly in the duo Luna) and Kevin Dudley (of the band Snake Farmers). They are joined by fiddler Jenny Smith. There is never a dull moment with the blend of Texas, Latin America, Folk and Americana roots in this trio’s music.

 

Valeria is originally from Argentina and grew up in the DC area. She has been performing in the DMV area for many years, first with the Stewart Sisters, and until last year as half of the award-winning duo Luna. She’s written many songs, including some in Spanish. Her music has a blend of latin, folk, jazz, and americana sounds.

 

Kevin hails from Texas and is well-known in the DC area as an award-winning singer-songwriter and performer as well as a member of the band the Snake Farmers. Kevin recorded with Luna on their 2020 EP The Alchemist’s Journey. He brings a mix of western swing, blues, and a deep soul to Crooked Sparrow.

 

Jenny is a public-school teacher and has been playing her violin for over 20 years. She studied under the Russian violinist Dana Mazurkevich, and at age 13 toured Europe with her Boston youth orchestra. She has played with The Stewart Sisters and the Difficult Run band. She now adds beautiful depth and outstanding tonality to the instrumentals and original songs of Crooked Sparrow.

A Tangle of things.

It was a week of intentional distractions from the stress of a situation that’s 100% out of my control.

Don’t you love those?

God, grant me the Serenity
To accept the things I cannot change…
Courage to change the things I can,
And Wisdom to know the difference.

Okay, God. I’m on it.  I get it. I can’t do anything about it.

Nothing. Nada. Zero. Not a thing.

So of course I only say “but maybe,” “if only,” “but just” and “but what if” about a thousand times a day.

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