What Am I Really Doing These Days

What am I really doing these days? Most of you know I had specific definitions for rehearsing, practicing and my old standby woodshedding. After a year of not playing with people not on the other side of a computer screen, I’ve discarded or thrown out, if you will,...

Foibles, Bon Mots and Thoughts

“People who need people are the luckiest people in the world.” Sung by Barbra Streisand. “I should have been a pair of ragged claws scuttling across the floors of silent seas.” The Love Song of J.Alfred Prufrock “ T.S. Eliot. It is tough mentally battling these two...

Brooks’s Trains

(Editor’s note: Here’s a classic from Marcos) Writing a column is a funny thing. Some months, a plethora of topics flow like artesian wells in Calistoga. Other months, pounding sand comes easier than a novel idea. There was a two month stretch when Bert me to the...

Bluegrass Content Near End

(Editor’s Note: an old favorite from Rick) “Those who cannot remember the past are condemned to repeat it.”– George Santayana, philosopher, essayist poet and novelist. I wasn’t in a rush, not daydreaming particularly, no pressing or urgent problem taken control...

Baseball and Bluegrass

(Editor’s note: as Bruce would say a blast from the past and particularly appropriate with the imminent return of baseball) Bluegrass and baseball are inextricably linked. It’s a fact. Bill Monroe’s band used to challenge the local baseball teams in the towns they...