Thoughts and opinions on music, musical instruments, and artists
A Banjo Player, a Harmonica Player, a Bagpipe Player, and an Accordion Player Walk Into a Bar… It sounds like the setup to a bad joke—and maybe it is—but what happens next depends on who’s buying the first round. The banjo player, of course, orders a Pabst Blue Ribbon because irony is a musical virtue. […]
Way back in 1975 I was just entering my senior year in high school when I heard the album Born to Run on a local college radio station named WRPI. I thought I had just discovered a new secret amazing musical act that no one else knew about. Turns out I wuz wrong. As time
I was listening to some old John Prine tunes on my streaming service the other day—just letting the music wash over me like it always has. Somewhere between Sam Stone and Souvenirs, my mind drifted back to my late teenage years. I was an aspiring musician at the time, though the emphasis was definitely on “aspiring” and not
Why Can’t We All Just Cheer Up and Get Along? Read More »
When I was in high school, options were slim for a kid who was into math. Senior year brought a choice between basic statistics and a light introduction to calculus—hardly enough to satisfy a mind eager for challenge. Meanwhile, a few older friends were off taking engineering courses at the nearby community college. That’s when
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So I have had this blog since before I can remember. It has always been focused on thoughts, opinions, and stories from the past. The stories have often been manipulated and enhanced by the magic of my own failing memory. It may be that this is what artificial intelligence is, since failing memory results in
The Piano That Shouldn’t Have Mattered — But Did Read More »
