Forget the Vincent Black Lightning, 1952 —

The older I get, the harder it seems to be to get the van packed up to go to a festival. For one thing, I almost never get the job done without somehow making my back sore. Before Grass Valley I got one of my sons to come over and help me get the heavy, awkward third...

Forget the Vincent Black Lightning, 1952

The older I get, the harder it seems to be to get the van packed up to go to a festival. For one thing, I almost never get the job done without somehow making my back sore. Before Grass Valley I got one of my sons to come over and help me get the heavy, awkward third...

Forget this, remember that

There was an interesting thread on the Message Board recently about items that folks forget when they pack for the Father’s Day Festival. It made for some interesting reading, and probably everyone who read that thread saw themselves in those notes. I don’t tend to...

Four Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest

The Carquinez Valley Boys was my very first band. It happened in the little town of Crockett, where the mighty Sacramento and San Joaquin rivers join at the Carquinez Strait to flow into San Francisco Bay.When I was a youngster, Interstate 80 was just a gleam in some...

Four Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest

The Carquinez Valley Boys was my very first band. It happened in the little town of Crockett, where the mighty Sacramento and San Joaquin rivers join at the Carquinez Strait to flow into San Francisco Bay.When I was a youngster, Interstate 80 was just a gleam in some...

Frank Solivan and The Benefits of Giving back

I was thinking about kids on bluegrass, watching Frank Solivan picking his banjo in the semi dark, down at what used to be called Hobbs Grove, and now is known as the Kings river bluegrass festival. The festival hadn’t started, and Frank was taking one of his few...

Fred and Reneé and Us

As many of you know, my good friend and bass player-band mate Fred Cone recently passed away from pancreatic cancer. I hope many of you will be able to come celebrate Fred’s life at his celebration jam, potluck, and schmooze-fest….three things he enjoyed and performed...

Free Bird

 I had a wonderful time at the Berkeley Old Time Music Convention last month. The music was very moving and easy to love; the people were friendly and approachable. I met locals from the Bay Area, people from around the state and even a couple that came all the...