I take shots at pretty much everything here, on my little, tiny piece of the internet. I don’t bullshit, despite possessing one of the world’s greatest stockpiles of it. I don’t give a shit about politics; I usually let the Domestic Despot send in our ballots, that is how interested I am. Besides, let’s faceContinue reading “Cheers”
Category Archives: music
I Refuse to Live in Fear
It started, for me, with the Columbine High School massacre. Up until then, I don’t fully remember the previous mass school shootings, but I’m sure we had them. I wasn’t afraid to walk into a high school after that. The club shooting in Florida? For a musician and performing artist, I am not afraid toContinue reading “I Refuse to Live in Fear”
Burned in My Memory
Out of the sum total of our lives, there are a few things that are burned in our memories in varying degrees. Your first date. Your first kiss. Your wedding, children, I could go on and on. Unless you are like the Domestic Despot, my beloved Karen, and can remember everything in detail, but sheContinue reading “Burned in My Memory”
Enough Already
I am sure you already know what I am going to say next… I say enough to these stories that people post on Facebook that show a cat, dumped by the side of the road by some asshole who has forfeited their eternal soul, but are too fucking stupid to even realize it. But theContinue reading “Enough Already”
Help Us Name Our Band
At sixty-eight years young, I have accepted the job as lead singer of a working blues band. Five pieces. Drums. Badass experienced drummer. Rhythm guitar. Bodybuilder and nice guy. I don’t think anyone will want to fuck with our equipment with him onstage. He’s also a really cool dude. The lead guitar player is oneContinue reading “Help Us Name Our Band”
Practice
As I prepare for my Friday audition with a blues band, I have sequestered myself in my office/practice room. It has been awhile since I actually fronted a band, and at least it is not a high-energy rock and roll quintet (with me), but they do have a couple lively blues jams. We’ll see. SpeakingContinue reading “Practice”
Enough
Here are some pictures displaying my optimism for the opening match for my Manchester United Reds. You will see a considerable “before and after” effect. I don’t like the new manager (Erik (“cue ball, side pocket”) Ten Hag. I think he is arrogant and reminds me of past United managers that just didn’t fit withContinue reading “Enough”
The Lebanon Blues Festival
We braved the ominous black clouds that were hovering all day, and were rewarded with some kickass music from a great assortment of musicians including long-time sidekick to Muddy Waters, headliner Bob Margolin. Piano man Ben Levin boogie-woogied, and flat out tore the top off the valley with his electric fingers. Diminutive guitar blues wizardContinue reading “The Lebanon Blues Festival”
Matrimony
Finally. A subject that, after thirty-five years, I can speak of with a modicum of experience. As I have stated previously, I was the absolute last person on earth who would ever even consider the idea of matrimony. No way. Not for me. Love ‘em and leave ‘em. Although truth be told, it more timesContinue reading “Matrimony”
Under Attack
OK. Jo-jo is getting eaten alive by viruses. Now, I might just be an old country boy from East L.A., but somebody better fix him. Fast. If Kamala Harris takes the reins of this country, good luck to us all. You think it sucks now….. I am not impressed with her political savvy nor herContinue reading “Under Attack”
