by Christine | Feb 12, 2017 | Welcome Column
I remember the first guitar I ever saw up close. I must have been about ten or eleven years old. It was a little tenor guitar that belonged to my best friend’s sister but I thought it it had a nice sound and I was delighted to be allowed to play it. The tuning was...
by Christine | Dec 20, 2013 | Welcome Column
“Banjos versus robots…” Seth mused, trudging through the red dust of the wasteland. The orange sun hung low in the sky, casting long shadows behind them. “Who would have ever thought it would come to this..?” “I still think you’re crazy, dude.” Skullet rasped. “I wish...
by Christine | Apr 14, 2012 | Welcome Column
Grover had two choices, north or south. He flipped a coin. South it was. December on the west coast is not the cruelest of months, but Grover was singing, “Cold on the shoulder and you know you get a little older every day.” He was on his way, but he didn’t know where...
by Christine | Oct 17, 2003 | Welcome Column
A while back I posted a welcome message here that had a very clear meaning and a very specific purpose. Within hours after the posting it became painfully clear that the meaning wasn’t clear at all and that the effect of the post was exactly the opposite of that...
by Christine | Mar 8, 2014 | Welcome Column
“Hello, my name is John Jorgenson.” “Nice to meet you John, my name is John Karsemeyer. Thanks for coming to Sonoma.” After exchanging handshakes, I said, “Thanks for the lessons you gave me.” “What lessons?” Mr. Jorgenson asked. “Awhile back I got hold of one of your...
