Headed to Murhphy’s for Potato Pancakes

Good morning from Whiskey Creek, where, with Lynn and me, my two sons, Phillip and Peter, their two wives Summer and Ivona, granddaughters Lexy, Ava and Lucy and grandson Ted, the humans actually tie the number of non-human mammals…ten to ten. Oh happy day. Actually,...

In Which I Praise the Pear

It must be just the right time of year for pears. The past few weeks I have included a pear in my lunch every day, and they are wonderful! They’re sweet, but not too sweet – there’s a duskiness “behind” the sweetness. They have a fruity aroma that is not cloying, and...

Searching for the Mysterious Goodsound

Do any of you ever wonder how some of these bluegrass groups get to where they sound so good? That might be a stupid question of course….especially considering who the folks are reading this. But I have to admit that sometimes it completely escapes me how...

Take Your Best Shot

OK, so you’ve got yourself a bluegrass band. You’ve got good pickers and singers, and you’ve been practicing. You’ve played some bars, and some coffee houses, and everyone loved you. You recorded a demo and everybody says it sounds great. There’s only one thing...

The Empty Nest Syndrome

My wife Kathy and I became official “empty nesters” this past week as our youngest child Corey left the Bay Area and blazed a trail 736 miles north to begin a new life as a college student at the Evergreen State College in Olympia, Washington. This wasn’t the first...

Thinking back on Grass Valley

Today’s column from Gene Bach Sunday, June 7, 2009 I have not been to Grass Valley in three years. Every summer has been extremely busy and something has always come up that has prevented me from attending the festival. I almost got aced out of attending this...