Miley, Me and Old Jeans

So what do Miley Cyrus and my old jeans have in common? Nothing. My old jeans just don’t fit anymore. As I found a pair buried in my closet. These jeans must be fifteen years old,and I’ll tell you what: no matter how much weight I might ever lose, those old pants just...

Milk Drive’s new album

Last Wednesday I had the pleasure of seeing one of the best young edge bands out today, Milk Drive, at my local restaurant, Don Quixote’s. I had seen them a few years earlier at IBMA. At that time it was difficult not to hear the buzz about them, and I was not...

Mill Creek Memories

There is nothing that compares with returning to your childhood home; the only thing that would make it sweeter is to share the experience with your siblings. I spent my childhood on the Hoopa Valley Indian Reservation, a small village that is situated along the...

Mindful

With an extra week this month, you’d think I could come up with something special and dad gum it, I believe I have. (You know, for my new metaphysical and mindful self, there’s nothing like a positive affirmation to instill the confidence I need to deliver a top-notch...

Minding Mice (Reprise)

A few years back I used my monthly column space to talk about the difficulties I was having trying to book the two bands I was in. I was going to use the herding cats analogy but decided it was too cliché so my Mountain View based research company (I believe in...

Minding Mice at a Crossroads

I always find it fun as my monthly deadline for this welcome column approaches to search for a catch phrase or a hook that I can use and riff on, if you will.It turns out that I have been having a problem with one of the bands I’m in and I was intending to use the...