Hypnopompic hallucinations. No, there are no drugs involved. You might have experienced them, even if you’ve never heard of ’em. Because they can occur in that transitional time between sleep and fully waking up. And they don’t have to include … Read the rest
Category Archives: Rhymes
Would you believe, in all my criss-cross traveling days as a professional musician, I never visited the Grand Canyon. Nope. I still haven’t seen it up close and personal. And I just read an article, and watched some videos, that … Read the rest
Don’t do good deeds just because you might help an archangel unaware. Or any other kind of angel for that matter. In fact, don’t do good deeds, or good works, or just plain good stuff for any self-serving reason. And … Read the rest
Violin anatomy is basically the same across almost all models. Except for those cool, modern ones you see contemporary players dancing around with on stages and streets. And there’s quite a bit more going on that you might notice at … Read the rest
I love life filled with optimism. In fact, I find it difficult to write songs or rhymes without optimism. And in this day and age that’s almost weird. Right? But I believe I’ve got a lot of things to be optimistic … Read the rest
Over ten years ago I shared this definition of “patina” I found in my computer dictionary. And it defines the word like this: “an impression or appearance of something: he carries the patina of old money and good breeding.” Well, … Read the rest
I scheduled myself to share this with you yesterday. Because the so-called “holiday” is supposed to be September 1. And obviously today is September 2. Well, it’s obvious to me. You might be reading this on another day. Anyway, I … Read the rest
Stress and anxiety. Ho-hum, no pro-blum. Right? So life’s a little stressful. And who cares about anxiety? You and I just sing in the face of such things. Like this… In case you can’t see the video copy and … Read the rest
My love for letters and words began long before my first day of school. Many of my earliest memories are of my Grandmother and my Mom reading stories and the Sunday “funnies” to me. And I think the word pictures … Read the rest
OK, so I’m gonna preach a little bit. So, if you’d rather not subject yourself to that, fair warning. Close your eyes, ears, email, or computer and move on. If you’re still here, here I go. You’ve seen ’em. On … Read the rest