A Few Thank Yous
I'd like to take a minute to thank some people who will never read this. Like my family's friends the Harveys, who gave us the little Hammond that lived in the basement. I'd like to thank my old friend Dan's parents, who took us to a Dave Brubeck concert when I was in 7th grade and had no idea... I'd like to thank my patient teacher, former women's olympic cross-country coach Brooks Johnson, who ran a Jazz Club every other Wednesday night at my high school, where we spun disc
New Song (Lyrics)
I'll get video up soon I hope, guitar & vocals, before too long. In the meantime, think of it as a poem.
High Hopes and Low Expectations
Getting musically re-established in a new place feels, oddly, a little like dating. I’m coming from some long-term, if not monogamous, musical relationships. My roots band The Buskers has been around since 1993; I’ve worked with the drummer in my jazz trio for 17 years or more; and so on. Then, exactly six months ago, I arrived in Germany, musically alone and unknown. Online Dating While waiting (four weeks) for my instruments to arrive, I registered with a free online musici
