Liam Sweeny
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Peter Prescott (Minibeast) – Thanks for Asking! – by Liam Sweeny. RRX: What was the very first reaction to your music, from the first person to ever hear so much as a practice jam or the demo of your first song? PP: Each band that I have been in, played out when we were still […]
Cinderklous – An Xperience Christmas Story – by Liam Sweeny. What a handful of explorers know, upon placing foot and flag on the ephemeral vortex of the North Pole, is that there is absolutely no way to tell that one is at the North Pole. The air is as cold there as it is in […]
Lithium, Chptr. 17 – Xperience Fiction – by Liam Sweeny. Mel leaned back in the lawn chair, on which he had put pillows he had gotten in trade. Andy was tending their new fire. Among the things he and Hope had done while Mel was working was a stone-lined firepit. Mel was surprised that wasn’t […]
Deb Cavanaugh – Thanks for Asking! – by Liam Sweeny. RRX: What was the very first reaction to your music, from the first person to ever hear so much as a practice jam or the demo of your first song? DC: This is a tough one because I’ve been singing my whole life. When I […]
The Dionysus Effect – Xperience History – by Liam Sweeny. A new band is a seed. It can grow to create an incredible sound. It can grow to create its own sound, indistinguishable from any other thing out there. And in some cases, it creates that unique sound from the first sprout. The Dionysus Effect […]
Kate Taylor (cont.) – An Xperience Interview – by Liam Sweeny. Last month, I spoke with Kate Taylor, “Sister Kate,” singer-songwriter and sister to James Taylor. We established that she is a power in her own right, and we are delighted to present to you the continuation of our conversation. She played Caffe Lena in […]
Lithium, Chptr. 15 – Xperience Fiction – by Liam Sweeny. It was, by all accounts, a picturesque day. Partly sunny with a gentle breeze that carried the scent of cinnamon through the camp, strong enough to make the odor of garbage an afterthought. The children outside were cheerful, their voices scattering off tree trunks and […]
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