June President’s Message from Darby Brandli

This is my favorite column of the year, a welcome to the Father’s Day Bluegrass Festival Week at Grass Valley. We have a jam-packed week planned for all of you. The four-day CBA Music Camp kicks off the week. The Academy begins a four-day run on Wednesday (SOLD OUT),...

Junk

Doing the right thing isn’t always easy, but doing it after you’ve done something really wrong can be downright difficult. And complicated. I learned that lesson the hard way during a long, hot summer in my twelfth year. How hot was it? I remember walking to school...

Just About Four Seconds Flat

Just About Four Seconds FlatApril 1970(Note:  Just About Four Seconds Flat is a story I wrote while in graduate school.  All of the other stories in this collection are mostly autobiographical; this one is clearly not.  The reader is warned that both...

Just Get Over It

This quarantine has played havoc with musicians, students of music, and audiences everywhere. However, the music community has come together in remarkable ways to provide concerts, classes, music camps, and other musical experiences online. But, I hear from way...

Just Hit the F5 Button

In case you didn’t know, on your computer keyboard (at least for PCs), the F5 button means “refresh” when you’re using a browser to view the internet. It can be helpful if a page seems to hang, or there’s something odd about the site you’re on. Some sites have...

Just Like You

I always feel a little funny when I try to introduce a less familiar tune to a jam session. Maybe the session has been going along just fine. We’re playing the old jam “war horses”. They never get old no matter how many times we play them. But a good...

Just Like You

Here’s one of my favorite columns from about four years ago:Just Like YouI always feel a little funny when I try to introduce a less familiar tune to a jam session. Maybe the session has been going along just fine. We’re playing the old jam “war...

Just One Mystery; But A Big One

I actually had another write almost completed when I got a surprising phone call tonight.  A call from a friend of 30+ years; a call from a friend who possesses almost everything one would dream to have:  True loves, like seeds of glory-filled stories...