GRRRRouchy Monday

Dear friends, Welcome to the entertaining and edifying CBA website, folks. Glad you could drop by, so hitch your pony in the shade and grab a big ol mug of that Cowboy Coffee… oh wait. I’m channeling J.D. I’m in that mode. I’ve been working on the Bluegrass Breakdown...

Guess I Got ‘Em Fooled Again!

If our good friend Yogi Berra were still around, he might say something like, “Success in life is ninety percent just getting up and the other half is pretending you know what you are doing until you DO know what you are doing.” Here’s the situation: The other day, I...

Guitar Dreams

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...

Guitar Trek III

“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...

Guitars and Guns

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...

Gumperson’s Law

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...