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Has our revolution begun? I hope the revolution has begun. I want it to have. It feels like it might have. We like to talk about equality, but, truthfully, we don’t know what that means. So, we really talk about … Continue reading →

What if you said, “Hey, let’s start a tribe and change the world one song at a time”? What would you do next? What would the spreading mechanism be?

There’s not much to say about Morristown, TN other than Davey Crockett (aka Fess Parker) lived there. My father lives there now. There is a wealth of police cars, lawyer offices, pharmacies, and all the major fast food chains. The … Continue reading →

I had an interview this morning with a young woman from 1340 FM. She said, “I’m 20.” I was shaking like a rat caught in a trap on a winter’s morning. Not a pretty sight, but it’s radio so what … Continue reading →

Oh, man, it’s been a while. Lazy me. Still lazy, so I’m just going to post a song. This just hit every guitar nerve in my lizard brain. It’s a John Hiatt song, with Joe Bonamassa shredding blues on one … Continue reading →

Margaret.  Someday I’ll write about her.  For now, I’ll just say it’s been great to be in touch with this crazy person from my past.  It’s so much easier to talk to people from the past than the future, especially … Continue reading →

Life rushes past and you have to take your victories where you find them. Way back in the dark ages, maybe 1973 or ’74, I was certain about stuff I knew nothing about.  Mostly that meant life in general.  As I heard … Continue reading →

Benjamin had his 8th birthday on April 6th. The special activity he wanted was to go to Great Wolf Lodge over his spring break. In case you don’t know, GWL is a chain of Disney wannabe waterpark / hotels. They’re … Continue reading →

We live our lives in relative obscurity. Facebook doesn’t change that. Once, back in a room before Benjamin was a thought, when there was a home to go back to, when the night was a time for talk and whiskey, … Continue reading →

I wrote about Frank in my last post and about how he gave up his mortal veil. There’s a morbid sort of hilarity in getting older, but that same crooked humor is often not so easy to find in death … Continue reading →