1.0Old Friends: A Songobiographyhttps://www.elijahwald.com/songblogrich600338<blockquote class="wp-embedded-content" data-secret="sKlL7u4wJd"><a href="https://www.elijahwald.com/songblog/georgia-on-my-mind/">Georgia on My Mind (Hoagy Carmichael)</a></blockquote><iframe sandbox="allow-scripts" security="restricted" src="https://www.elijahwald.com/songblog/georgia-on-my-mind/embed/#?secret=sKlL7u4wJd" width="600" height="338" title="“Georgia on My Mind (Hoagy Carmichael)” — Old Friends: A Songobiography" data-secret="sKlL7u4wJd" frameborder="0" marginwidth="0" marginheight="0" scrolling="no" class="wp-embedded-content"></iframe><script> /*! This file is auto-generated */ !function(d,l){"use strict";l.querySelector&&d.addEventListener&&"undefined"!=typeof URL&&(d.wp=d.wp||{},d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage||(d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage=function(e){var t=e.data;if((t||t.secret||t.message||t.value)&&!/[^a-zA-Z0-9]/.test(t.secret)){for(var s,r,n,a=l.querySelectorAll('iframe[data-secret="'+t.secret+'"]'),o=l.querySelectorAll('blockquote[data-secret="'+t.secret+'"]'),c=new RegExp("^https?:$","i"),i=0;i<o.length;i++)o[i].style.display="none";for(i=0;i<a.length;i++)s=a[i],e.source===s.contentWindow&&(s.removeAttribute("style"),"height"===t.message?(1e3<(r=parseInt(t.value,10))?r=1e3:~~r<200&&(r=200),s.height=r):"link"===t.message&&(r=new URL(s.getAttribute("src")),n=new URL(t.value),c.test(n.protocol))&&n.host===r.host&&l.activeElement===s&&(d.top.location.href=t.value))}},d.addEventListener("message",d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage,!1),l.addEventListener("DOMContentLoaded",function(){for(var e,t,s=l.querySelectorAll("iframe.wp-embedded-content"),r=0;r<s.length;r++)(t=(e=s[r]).getAttribute("data-secret"))||(t=Math.random().toString(36).substring(2,12),e.src+="#?secret="+t,e.setAttribute("data-secret",t)),e.contentWindow.postMessage({message:"ready",secret:t},"*")},!1)))}(window,document); //# sourceURL=https://www.elijahwald.com/songblog/wp-includes/js/wp-embed.min.js </script> The musical education I got from Dave Van Ronk was by no means limited to guitar lessons, or to his own work. By the third or fourth week, he shifted my lesson to the end of the day, and when it finished he would cook dinner, then we’d break out the whiskey, and along with … Continue reading →http://www.elijahwald.com/songblog/wp-content/uploads/2016/05/hoagy2.jpg