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by Mike FarragherRSS 
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I just watched a riveting documentary called "Race to Nowhere," which features the heartbreaking stories of young people across the country who have been pushed to the brink in this hyped-up culture of achievement in our schools.
Our public school sponsored a free viewing to ring the alarm bells in parents and educators who pack their kids’ schedules with mountains of homework, activities and, worst of all, the expectation of perfection.
If you're not watching what I'm watching right now, I feel sorry for you.
Sir Paul McCartney is giving a live concert at Capitol Studios in Los Angeles and it is streaming through Itunes. He is surrounded by a gaggle of fluid jazz musicians led by Diana Krall. A supple standup bass thumps next to him as he sits on a stool and sings in measured tones through a shopworn vintage microphone. He is running through standards from the Great American Songbook that grace his newly released standards album, Kisses on the Bottom.
“I took some flack for that title and people told me I couldn’t do that,” McCartney said on his press tour. “They’re kisses on the bottom----of a love letter.” What a love letter it is!
