We all gawked at the unusual and impressive machine that was parked at the Lynnwood Transit Center. Look at it! It was like a little piece of London, England had come to the Northwest and was waiting for us to use it
No, it’s not a Beach Boys song sung sideways…I’ve nearly become obsessed with the idea that some really UN-talented people must be hearing something in their head 180 degrees opposite to what *I* and others are hearing…Tonight I heard these guys using Musical instruments to simulate the sound of a car crash, successfully…Presuming his (or […]
It’s been quite a while since I’ve blogged on this site. I’ve missed blogging; I keep making promises to myself that I’ll start again but never seem to find the time. One of my fave bands from the 70’s was (is) Steely Dan. I thought I’d do this complex blog talking about their musical styles, […]
Just so people know I do have a lighter side.
I was reviewing some of my recent stuff lately and realized that the last video Barry will have appeared in was my cover last week of Rebecca Black’s Friday. That’s just so wrong. In any case, gotta get back in the saddle. At least Barry’s painting appears in this one…
went to a “jam” at somebody’s house…how a jam differs from an open mic is a mystery to me, but anyway–it was good…there were some less experienced players there, but one of ’em was fairly brave Musically and that was fun, I don’t think I’ve EVER played MTN JAM by the Allman Bros. with anybody…and […]
even if the Body is not…this blog is kinda about the mystery of TALENT, or at least the PERCEPTION of talent…or the idea that I shouldn’t be the best I can be if MY best is better than someone else’s best…*I* think I’m a pretty good guitarist AND a pretty good Bass player…I don’t have […]
“That’s why it’s so good to know how to read music!” the grumpy conductor of the ukulele circle barked, “If we’re going to be using these books, we should do the music as it is in the book!”
The dozen or so septuagenarian ukulele players smiled nervously and looked at one another sheepishly, feeling quite scolded. They held their ukuleles and prepared to do the song for a 3rd time.
I went out Tuesday evening…miserable and full of apprehension…I came home feeling much better than when I left…Music heals, I forgot…even though it was (more or less) Music that brought me down in the first place…the last “sit-in” was the best…I think I’m back on track…and THAT feels good…will try to be optimistic about Wednesday–after […]
after all the talk of forming a trio with ME, two of my so-called friends have formed a group with some other folks…two of the other members of this new group include a really bad harmonica player, and a “singer”-percussionist who can’t carry a tune in a tractor-trailer truck…and I’ve gotten next to no response […]
