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”

Keeping Promises

AS I PROMISED on Monday’s blog, I have started the first thousand words of my book. Keeping promises is a big deal to me. I guess that is why I don’t make many. But the ones I do, you can take it to the bank that I will come through. Once someone breaks a promiseContinue reading “Keeping Promises”

Curtains

I prefer blinds or a shade, because curtains just seem to be so heavy. As long as it blocks out the light, which is the whole point in the first place, n’est ce pas? What good are those flimsy, light window coverings unless you are an exhibitionist? I have blinds and  curtains on my officeContinue reading “Curtains”

Excitement

In six days the Domestic Despot and I will travel north to Dayton to watch Hank Williams, Jr. I am just as excited to see Ashley McBryde. She really blows my dress up. What is not to want about a whiskey-drinkin’, ass-kickin’, redheaded woman who sings like a bird? I’ll take two, please. Alas andContinue reading “Excitement”

Rent

For a myriad of reasons I only ever had to pay rent for a few months out of my life. Even when I had a bachelor pad, I rarely spent any time there. I hear of people struggling to pay off someone else’s mortgage every month. I am not saying I don’t feel sorry forContinue reading “Rent”