Granite State of Mind

Katie Dobbins brings the ‘good clean fun’ on her new CD

Wednesday, July 19, 2017 Rob Azevedo 0
“Something To Be Found,” the first single, shines a light on a 25-year old woman with two degrees, a busy job, a loving family and the weight of the world on her shoulders.  Something is missing, some crucial element of fulfillment has been neglected for much too long.  Ah, the music.  “She’s begging me to come back home.” READ MORE
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Fear and loathing in Woody Creek: I bought the ticket, and took the ride

Wednesday, July 12, 2017 Rob Azevedo 0
Finally, I asked Anita if I could sit at Hunter’s desk.  It had taken me nearly three decades to do so.  “Of course you can,” she said without hesitation.  I positioned myself behind the typewriter, looked down at the keyboard, at the numerous convention lanyards and reading glasses, the can of air spray and pack of cigarettes and my mind was blown, a flurry of humility rushed over me. 
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Hail to The King: Elvis woke me from a slumber I didn’t know I was in

Friday, June 16, 2017 Rob Azevedo 1
In August 1977, things changed. The King died. Elvis Presley himself. And at seven years old, I had no clue who Elvis Presley was. But when the Boston Sunday Globe arrived to our home the week he died, I remember picking through the remains of the paper after my father and older brother, Mike, tore through the metro region, sports, travel and editorial sections like two animals tugging at the same side of beef. READ MORE
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Wrapping my head around depression after the death of Chris Cornell

Tuesday, May 23, 2017 Rob Azevedo 0
When Chris Cornell of the band Soundgarden took his life last week in a hotel bathroom in Detroit, I felt sick. The image of the famed singer lying dead on a bathroom floor isn’t what turns my guts. Thinking about the days and years and hours that led up to his decision to let go for good, well, that’s what sickened me. No person should suffer such anguish. READ MORE
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Losing Bruce

Wednesday, May 10, 2017 Rob Azevedo 0
Because I’m a Bruce Springsteen cultist, I decided a few years back to leave the sweet bosom of New Hampshire for one day only and hit the Jersey Shore. Out of that fever and a well-developed hunch-meter hatched over 30-years of tailing Mr. Springsteen, I rallied a buddy from Manchester and my brother for an all-out road trip to Asbury Park, New Jersey in search of The Boss. READ MORE