Wednesday, November 20, 2013
Wednesday, May 29, 2013
Tonight a large tree branch fell on my car. It busted out the rear window, dented the roof of the car and left several serious scratches. I just purchased the car about a month ago for the fuel economy…..I commute about sixty miles a day for work. I would imagine the car is totaled, but maybe not, I don’t know. Oh, did I mention it was raining when this happened? So the interior of the car is soaked as well. It’s not an expensive car at all. And I’m pretty sure that a 2005 dodge neon will not be on any collector car list any time soon. Still, I realize I should be upset, but I’m not. There are people in this state that lost everything last week, and I can’t bring myself to be too upset at my minor inconvenience. What’s the moral of this story? I don’t know. Maybe that we should be grateful for what we have rather than what we don’t. Cars, motorcycles and even homes can be replaced. Family and friends cannot. Besides we brought nothing into this world…… and last I checked……..we can’t take it with us either.
Monday, May 20, 2013
The sirens screamed for several minutes, people were in their cars heading for cover and all I could do was sit behind the counter and wait; I felt absolutely helpless. The radio was giving a play by play of the destruction in Moore, there was a super cell spotted in or around Chandler heading towards Stroud -where I work - and still I could do nothing. I was powerless! The truth is - even though it’s hard to admit - we are most often powerless. When I made it home to my world all was well. My friends and family were safe, my home was warm and inviting, but for some reason, I still felt helpless. Scenes of the destruction in Moore where being played and replayed on my television, and again, I felt helpless. I suppose I could post pray for Oklahoma on my face book page, but what does that do? The fact is that my fellow Okies are in dire straits and I’m powerless to really help. Sure, I can and will donate supplies for relief efforts. But that will not bring back family members lost, homes destroyed and livelihoods devastated. Tonight I am truly powerless in the face of this storm.
Saturday, April 20, 2013
I’ve been thinking about the direction this band will be taking in the future. With the forthcoming arrival of Jesse’s and Franklins daughter, and my granddaughter, the idea of playing in smoky bars is fast dwindling. We started this journey as an acoustic folk band and have evolved into (what I think is) a very good classic rock band. Our set list is full of cover tunes, but we also have many originals and a couple of CDs under our belt as well. Now, let me make something clear, I’m not against playing in bars per se. But I’m getting older, I don’t drink and cigarette smoke reeks havoc with my allergies. By the time I collect my fifty-dollars, load my five-thousand dollars of equipment - You see the sarcasm there, right? - pop some allergy pills, and drive the one hundred miles back home, I get to feeling that it’s somewhat counter productive. Besides that, were kind of in a holding pattern right now. Three out of the five members in this band are related, and the other two are adopted. We haven’t been actively seeking any bookings simply because were all waiting on my little granddaughter to be born. Life is good, and I am blessed far beyond what I deserve. In the mean time, were going to keep on practicing, do some recording, make a few videos and spoil the new family member rotten!!! And when the time comes - and it WILL come - will be out there mixing it up with the rest of these Okie bands, songwriters and all around mischief makers.
Saturday, January 26, 2013
My dad told me when I was around fourteen to follow my passions, and I have or at least tried too. I love songwriting; you could say it’s my passion! Most people pick up the guitar to emulate their favorite musician. For example, in my generation it was EddieVan halen, Richie Sambora, or anyone that played lead for Ozzy! You know, the guys that could play the blazing fast solos! The rockers! Me on the other hand, I just wanted to learn different chord changes. Nothing fancy, I just wanted to write cool songs!!! To me the sound of an acoustic guitar, honest lyrics, good melody and sparse arrangement - if done correctly - can cut to the bone. So, I strive to write a song that……well……cuts to the bone! I then rehearse with my band, book some gigs and take the show on the road…so to speak! We load our gear, drive to the venue (usually a half hour drive) set up the equipment, sound check and then proceed to perform a three hour set list. We usually play to a very small crowd, the pay barely covers travel expenses and we get home in time enough to catch a few hours sleep before work the next day. But here’s the thing, I still love doing this. Maybe I’m crazy. Maybe I have something to prove….at least to myself. Maybe I have a deep need for acceptance? I don’t know, but it is what it is, and I am what I am!