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...

Gypsy Bluegrass

“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...

Haiku

I like poetry all right, though I’m not a huge fan. But Haiku… ahh, Haiku! There is something special about putting down on paper a thought, an impression, a contrast, in three lines of five, seven, and five syllables. It is so easy that they have kids in third grade...

Halloween Party

And it?s Halloween, the day of celebrating all things dead, dying. or degrading, and in light of the occasion, the company decides to throw an party, thanking the workers for their contribution to death, dying and degradation, and certainly we?ll do our part, since...