Fred lives in New Orleans, where music fills the air and sounds out a beat that leaves everyone tapping their feet. It's no wonder that he dreams of becoming a musician and practices the drums every chance he gets. The only thing Fred loves more than practicing the drums is playing music with his friends, JT and EV. But to complete their band, the friends need a bass player. When they meet Little B, they know their band is complete, but Little B has a big problem. He has stage fright! Can the band learn to work together and overcome their fears?

Subtle depictions of future worlds, of stark contemporary settings and alternate realities are some of the wonders of Warren's imagination. From science fiction to fantasy and eerie, soul-shaking horror. Warren's words will reverberate in all of us. What is there to enjoy in this collection? A profound vision of a future, perhaps dismal without hope, horror that makes your spine feel pierced by hundreds of rings, a smattering of bodily fluids, a few feminist themes, a clear and penetrating vision, the clarity of which is unearthly. Clever, sometimes funny, morbid and at times racy. You'll find all of this in Kaaron Warren's work.

More than two hundred years ago, Boston belonged to the British. George was a drummer boy with the King's soldiers there. He wanted to be friends with the people of Boston. But they did not like the soldiers. They shouted and threw things at them. One night, George and the other soldiers were sent on a secret mission. They crossed the river and headed toward Concord. George had no idea that this was the start of the American Revolution. In this I Can Read Book, Don Bolognese's vibrant pictures capture the drama and humor of Nathaniel Benchley's exciting story.

When the American Civil War began, it was quite possible that the only experience Jabez and William Challacombe had with horses was walking behind one as it pulled a plow. Certainly, Northern boys didnt have the same equestrian tradition as Southern boys. They hadnt been raised to ride high-spirited thoroughbreds on foxhunting or to have a romantic view of themselves as gallant warriors when sitting astride a horse. From a Northern farm boys point of view, a horse was a beast of burden, and there was nothing glamorous about that. When they did occasionally ride on the back of a horse, it would most likely be a big docile, slow-moving cold-blooded animal with large hooves, feathered pasterns, and a sway in its back that would eliminate the need of a saddle. Their objective in riding would be solely for transportation and only because it was faster and took less effort than walking. It might therefore seem a little strange that Jabez and William would enlist in the cavalry. Probably their choice of service was influenced by a slick recruiter telling them they didnt have to walk to work in the cavalry; they could ride. Whatever the motivation, twenty-seven-year-old Jabez and his twenty-one-year-old brother, William, enlisted for three years as privates in Company H of the Second Ohio Volunteer Cavalry Regiment.

‘A small boy finds shelter from the rain in an old house and meets a ghost'named Fred. Colorful illustrations plus a mystery which will delight 1st- and 2nd-grade readers.' 'SLJ. Children's Books of 1968 (Library of Congress)