http://www.thekavlipost.com Slow News From a Small Town Thu, 13 Sep 2007 16:27:03 +0000 http://backend.userland.com/rss092 en A husky voice and a belly full of air needs accompaniment. Influences range from Bluegrass to Beatbox. In time we might rock more than the Kavli Auditorium. Contact Dan "the Voice from Tomorrow", at my private address: 1314 1/2 2nd Street, 80036 Kavli. You'll hear me down the road. http://www.thekavlipost.com/classifieds/singer-seeks-band So you thought we didn’t dance? Well, we do, like there’s no tomorrow. Kavli is practically the dancing equivalent to Las Vegas around here. Shoes are worn out faster here than a roll of the dice on your average table. http://www.thekavlipost.com/culture/dancing Winter has come early this year. At least in the mountains. It’s not unusual, but, I wouldn’t say it’s normal either. Anyway. We’ve had a long summer holiday here at the Post. Maybe too long some would say, but then again, we’ve been out traveling, both of us, Simon and ... http://www.thekavlipost.com/local/an-early-winter They come to see him nearly every day now, the emergency services. He’s my neighbour, and he doesn’t open the door. So they stand outside and knock and scream. I suppose they’re afraid he’s gonna die. They tell him to open the door, but he pretends he can’t hear them. ... http://www.thekavlipost.com/local/my-neighbour This perfect stranger came to town the other day. Tall guy, short hair and a small mustache. Showed up at the office asking for Simon, but Simon was at home, tending the sick wife, or so he said, so it fell to me to take the stranger for a quick ... http://www.thekavlipost.com/local/the-perfect-stranger As if they knew him. My uncle. That he lay dying today. Like a long visible thunderclap over the grey sky. A loud recognition of his life ebbing away. They came as if they knew him. How odd, I thought. I wished he could’ve seen them. But then again, his ... http://www.thekavlipost.com/local/as-if-they-knew-my-uncle Oh the dream. And the waking up. A small town and a big star. Last night. I just wandered down and there I was, in the purple light. The sunset. A converted church. On Main. Hello! Please come in, oh you don’t have a ticket, no problem sir. And the ... http://www.thekavlipost.com/local/take-it-easy-knut What’s up with this cool cat? I like the attitude. Small-town boy like myself, I’ve got a little to learn from this specimen. So self-assured, or, if you like, “at ease” with itself. I wanted to pat this cat, but no chance. Like you see from the photograph, the window ... http://www.thekavlipost.com/local/my-meeting-city-claw Some people get to be ghosts, for a living, and making some cash too. The writers these are, the ghosters, whose voices channel through another person http://www.thekavlipost.com/business/the-ghosts Apparently, in other countries, they play football (soccer to you dimwits) on pitches like this. This particular example taken from the harbor of Montevideo. At noon. Too warm for even the laziest of penalty-kicks. And who would have chased the lost ball anyway? Not me. No, give me a covered ... http://www.thekavlipost.com/local/scoring-with-the-heart