This will be my first post in over a week, so I will cover a lot of ground. A last-minute call from a fellow musician landed me an 8-11 gig last night at a local brewery. I quickly threw a playlist together of about seventy-five songs from all genres and showed up. It was aContinue reading “Back and Motivated!”
Category Archives: Big brothers
I KNOW Why Me?
I am my best ally and my own worst enemy. I elevated myself to levels of euphoria and visited the depths of the abyss. From the year 1974 to 1987, if given any two choices, I would indubitably choose the option that was the worse for me. Consistently. Knowingly. When I entered the higher echelonsContinue reading “I KNOW Why Me?”
Fair Fight
I was hooked watching some inane vid clip showing someone, I assumed to be Southeast Asian, and he was pouring what looked like kerosene on a net and then he lowered the net gently into the river. Immediately, he jerked his net upwards, and the damn thing was full of fish of varying sizes. WhatContinue reading “Fair Fight”
Knock it Off!
I am one of the most easy-going old dudes you will ever meet, but every so often, things happen and, believe it or not, I get agitated. Like when I hear of abuse of any kind. I will go after you every bit as hard if you hurt an animal or a human being. Promise.Continue reading “Knock it Off!”
Sports Injuries
If you participate in contact sports, you will be injured. Unavoidable. Men and women suffer and live with the results of playing sports. The manner in which injuries are dealt with have changed. (Oh really? Ya think?) “Rub some dirt on it.” Not just an expression, but many an old-school coach’s philosophy to minor injuriesContinue reading “Sports Injuries”
Happenings
They are putting up a two-billion dollar amusement park amid all the hustle and bustle of northeast Oklahoma, just off Route 66. Over by that old steer skull. Talk about setting yourself up for failure. Imagine jumping on a plane, exotic locales and lush tropical gardens dancing through your head as you lay back toContinue reading “Happenings”
Crybaby
Growing up, I was told not to cry; it was a sign of weakness. Real men didn’t cry. When my Little League team lost the game which would have sent us to Williamsport, PA and the Little League World Series, I cried. But not in front of anyone. I didn’t want to be accused ofContinue reading “Crybaby”
A Whole Other World
I learned early. I am six years-old on the back of my brother’s Honda Cub and we are winding through narrow Japanese dirt streets lined with vendors of all types: Household goods. Meat. Fish. Electronics (such as they were in 1960 Japan). Restaurants. Brothels. Yep, right there next to the tent that was selling frozenContinue reading “A Whole Other World”
Songwriting Class II
“When it’s too tough for you, it’s just right for me.” Words I was raised on. My big brother. He was the star high school player and I was a slow eighty-pound guard on our Pee Wee Pop Warner football team on Tachikawa Air Force Base. After school, I would head to football practice asContinue reading “Songwriting Class II”
Bullies
I never liked them and still don’t. I learned my lesson early; or you think I would have learned my lesson when I was four years old. Mom had taken my brother, sister and I to a park in East Los Angeles. My memory has been aided by other accounts, and here is evidently howContinue reading “Bullies”
