Mark Bialczak

Digital Editor

Mark Bialczak has lived in Central New York for 30 years. He's well known for writing about music and entertainment.   In 2013, he started his own blog, markbialczak.com, to comment about the many and various things that cross his mind daily. Mark will post a weekly column about life in and around Syracuse on waer.org.

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It's an EP that's been five years in the making, this "Mystic Kingdom" that Kimberly Schad has written, recorded and produced. You could say more, actually, if you consider the years that the young woman who carefully put together her four songs in the studio in Jamesville spent following her father Tim and uncle Steve around Central New while they played and engineered shows, big productions like Pink Floyd tribute band Childhood's End. "Styleen's (Rhythm Palace). (Oswego) Harborfest. Yes, that's where I learned delay. Give me echo," she says during an interview in the studio in the basement of the family home.

I wish for you the chance to sit back tomorrow, take a deep breath, and give thanks for the good in your life the past 12 months.

Back when he arrived in our city to take over the college athletic program to which so many folks attach so much of their civic pride, I wrote a welcome to Mark Coyle in this space with the wish that he concentrate on a task that could and should go a long way toward heads held higher.

For almost a quarter century of my life here in Central New York, Lights on the Lake was something that danced in the outer portion of my holiday brain without really taking a whirl on center stage.

Those block-letter SYR jerseys the Syracuse Crunch wear every now and then sure look nice.

Bob Halligan Jr. has seen the music world change so much in the 20 years since he started the band Ceili Rain.

Walking the aisles of the Wegmans in Cicero with my dear wife Karen on Sunday, we crossed paths with another couple proudly wearing Mets shirts.

Jen Chapin remembers the dinner time talk while growing up on Long Island, she says. Father Harry presided, and the discussions often turned to the causes he held so dearly.

Most people around Central New York are staring at the trees right about now, considering the leaves, hoping and wishing for that lone last burst of color.

They came, they drank, they saw their Top Ten football squad wear out the valiant hometown team.

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