Collaboration

Good morning from Whiskey Creek, where the very comfortable mid-seventies bely the fact that fall is very much upon us. The leaves of the cotton wood trees have now mostly turned the brilliant yellow that signals their fall to Mother Earth, our five llamas and four...

Headed to Murhphy’s for Potato Pancakes

Good morning from Whiskey Creek, where, with Lynn and me, my two sons, Phillip and Peter, their two wives Summer and Ivona, granddaughters Lexy, Ava and Lucy and grandson Ted, the humans actually tie the number of non-human mammals…ten to ten. Oh happy day. Actually,...

In Which I Praise the Pear

It must be just the right time of year for pears. The past few weeks I have included a pear in my lunch every day, and they are wonderful! They’re sweet, but not too sweet – there’s a duskiness “behind” the sweetness. They have a fruity aroma that is not cloying, and...

Searching for the Mysterious Goodsound

Do any of you ever wonder how some of these bluegrass groups get to where they sound so good? That might be a stupid question of course….especially considering who the folks are reading this. But I have to admit that sometimes it completely escapes me how...

Take Your Best Shot

OK, so you’ve got yourself a bluegrass band. You’ve got good pickers and singers, and you’ve been practicing. You’ve played some bars, and some coffee houses, and everyone loved you. You recorded a demo and everybody says it sounds great. There’s only one thing...