Stuff

Wind Hate the wind, but I’ve got a good reason for it. As a child I suffered from a learning disability…..spatial relations disorder…..which is a fancy way of saying that when I look at words on a printed page the letters seem more like ants scurrying about than they...

Stumbling in my fathers footsteps

James King sings a song called “stumbling in my father’s footsteps.” When I hear him sing it, it always touches my heart, because it’s the way I feel every day of my life. My daddy was small church pastor, moved from here to there by his denomination over the last...

Stupid Audience Tricks

I have written columns previously about all the things that go wrong at a gig. It was fun and cathartic to recall all the weird things that have happened in decades of playing live gigs in a bewildering variety of venues. Murphy’s Law (“Anything that can go wrong,...

Stupid Audience Tricks

I have written columns previously about all the things that go wrong at a gig. It was fun and cathartic to recall all the weird things that have happened in decades of playing live gigs in a bewildering variety of venues. Murphy’s Law (“Anything that can go wrong,...

Stupid Inventions

I remember the first time I saw a bar code sticker stuck to the fruit I was buying at the supermarket. I was shocked, and somewhat offended that this natural product had been assaulted by our fast paced technological world. I cautiously gouged that sticker away from...

Subtle Signals

You’re watching a bluegrass band perform at a festival. They’re terrific – they hit the stage, jumped into their first tune with minimal preamble and they’re very tight. They squeeze 14 songs into their 50 minute set. Their set has a perfect flow – strong...