I just read a funny and coincidental story about a band named Johnny and the Moondogs. And I know you’ll get a kick out of this when I share the whole thing. Because it’ll give you some ammo for making … Read the rest
Category Archives: road stories
I got a real nice note, in the mail, from my cousin, Becky. She lives in Texas. And she was here in Colorado, with her family, a couple of months ago. But we didn’t get together because she thought I … Read the rest
I’ve shared the story of my humble beginnings, in the spotlight, before. And you should go read that. It’s hilarious. My glamorous debut at Dinkledorf’s Deli in Kansas City. But one detail I left out in that recollection was how … Read the rest
Back in my early teens I started my lifelong love affair with drums and percussion. And I remember getting a cool, metal flake blue, snare drum for Christmas. It came with instructions on how to do paradiddles, flams, rolls, and … Read the rest
I know you’ve heard it. Or maybe you’ve said it yourself. “Don’t go away mad. Just go away.”And, if you say it because you wanna get on someone’s nerves, it almost always works like a charm. But here’s why I … Read the rest
Who writes songs for attention? Short answer. Me. But before I go any further let me explain how I don’t mean songs JUST for attention. I’m talking about songs with an ulterior motive. And, in my case, that motive included … Read the rest
Check out my solo logo Back in the olden days…the fourth quarter of the twentieth century…I played music for a living. And I was a member of duos, trios, and four piece combos (aka bands). That was fine, and it … Read the rest
Isolation booth of truth Christians are about to celebrate the holiest day of the year. The rest of the world is, too. But they just don’t know it. Tomorrow is Resurrection Sunday. Also known as Easter. And here in my … Read the rest
“I just wanna be your one man band” Back in the third quarter of the last century I was sitting in my choir class listening to a couple of upper classmen talking about how much they liked a certain song. … Read the rest
Hey…Remember America? What A Great Country That Was! Long before I ever had even a notion of writing or singing for a living I remember my brother and me traveling with our grandparents through the backroads of a country called … Read the rest
How to escape a desert land Imagine you’re in a desert land…a terrible place with virtually no hope of getting out. No food or water or shelter. And no idea which way to go. Then, out of the blue, a … Read the rest
When I was traveling and singing across the country full time, I used to keep in touch by letters. I was very good at writing to friends, and I didn’t have any sort of “mobile” phone…let alone a “smartphone.” Nope, … Read the rest