Several months back, I had dinner with my friend Lisa. I whined at her about how I was having a terribly hard time with a story I was — am still — trying to write about a a week I spent in Hawaii at music camp. Actually, I whined at a lot of people about …
Inside baseball, friends. Not interested? Here’s a story about that time I went on safari in Tanzania. Man, that was amazing. Over the last year or so, I’ve been culling a lot of my social media feeds. I’m unfriending, unsubscribing, unfollowing. The reason for this dieting? There’s been a marked shift in the tone of …
I snapped a string on stage last night. The Castaways were playing Loverboy’s Working for the Weekend. It’s a fun song to play, it’s fast and drives, and even though I don’t know how to do the fancy chord progression, I feel like I’m part of it because of the beat underneath. I was hammering …
I’ve been rolling an idea around in my head for a few months, this idea that there seems to be a shift in the landscape of blogging about travel. Rather than define this for you now, I’m asking you to help me confirm or invalidate my sense of how things are going. I’d love to …
I was up in the “attic” of the Smithsonian Museum of Natural History yesterday, on a balcony lined with boxes and metal lockers and drawers with those little metal slots designed to hold a label that says something in Latin, or something illegible in an elegant script, or something neatly typed on a yellowing index …
My soul feels completely intact after my band played a fantastic show at Seattle’s Greenlake Forza Coffee. The Castaways were the supporting act for a Team in Training/Leukemia Lymphoma Society fundraiser. We played three solid sets of music and while, yes, mistakes were made, even our normally understated bass player admitted to being all whacked …