Sometimes having two days to get ready for a show isn’t enough. After flying from the lovely Newark airport to the equally lovely Indianapolis airport, getting a cab ride from a driver clearly practicing for Indy 500 qualifying, and checking into yet another anonymous hotel, setup...
WHICH WAY DO I GO!??!?!
(Somehow I know I’d get a ticket on this street…)
What happened to guitar solos? Remember them? There aren’t any to be found in the mindless drivel that is today’s popular “music.” Doubtless some evil record company executive found a way to squeeze more money out of music without solos. A late night commercial for...
Wally’s Cafe Jazz Club in Boston is one of my all time favorite places. Located a few blocks from Berklee College of Music, there is never a shortage of top notch musicians playing any night of the week. Every time I’ve been, I’ve always left inspired, and determined to...
The reason I haven’t posted much in the last few days is I have been finishing up a riding journal of a trip Abi and I made to Little Rock in September (yes… September… that’s called procrastination…) Anyway, it’s finally finished. If interested in a...