Norman

(For those of you expecting to read John Karsemeyer’s regular column today, have no fear. John and I have pulled the old “switcheroo” so that I can pay tribute to one of my heroes on the appropriate day. John’s column will run tomorrow).Let’s talk about Norman. What...

Not My Day

I woke to a lovely morning;Then my coffee overflowed. Cut the feathers from a Robin While the lawn was being mowed. Broke a tooth while I was brushing Knots from Lucy’s head; Twisted ankles; You call kankles… Fell on the cat and now she’s dead. Overflowed the toilet;...

Not of Sound Mind

One of the appeals of bluegrass, when I first got into it, was the organic nature of it. After years of playing electric music, it just seemed so pure to play music that only emanated from wires and wood. Not only that, the simplicity of it – no more hauling around...

Not So Stupid Jam Tricks

A family emergency prevented me from writing a fresh column last night – hope you enjoy this “rerun” from April of last year! How often has this happened to you? You get together with some friends, at someone’s house, or at a festival. You’re in a...

Not Your Average Mother’s Day

By all rights I should be in Parkfield right now at my first ever Mother’s Day Festival.  I heard so many great things about that festival that I decided to go this year and pass on my second Sunday welcome column.  Alas, we are in crazy times and that plan...

Not Your Momma’s Hayride

Today’s Column by Charlotte, Watchdog of the SierraIt was one of those ranch projects that seemed like a good idea at the time. Until things started to happen.It was a cool, sunny day in spring, and my sidekick, Natasha-the-Slobberian-Husky, was slacking off/napping...

Not Your Momma’s Hayride

(From February 2016)Written by Guest Columnist: Charlotte, Ranch Dog of the SierraIt was one of those ranch projects that seemed like a good idea at the time. Until things started to happen. It was a cool, sunny day in spring, and my sidekick,...

Note Salad

(Editor’s Note–From last September.)A month ago, on the first Saturday of August, I was at the bluegrass festival of La Roche-sur-Foron in France when I received an email from Rick Cornish with this short but perfectly clear message: “Welcome column,...

Note salad

A month ago, on the first Saturday of August, I was at the bluegrass festival of La Roche-sur-Foron in France when I received an email from Rick Cornish with this short but perfectly clear message: “Welcome column, please.” Oh, soot! I had gone to France directly...

Notes from High School

The last month has been a musical turning point for me. After attending the Mandolin Symposium at UC Santa Cruz by myself, I realized just how hard I have to work if I ever want to be on the same level as any of the instructors there—people like David Grisman, Mike...