by Christine | Apr 26, 2007 | Welcome Column
The story of the Sages and how they came to be strumming starts, at least for me, in November of 2000. That was the year my band, the Grass Menagerie, first played the Woodland Veterans Day Festival. And it would also be the last time my son Phillip, who’d been...
by Christine | Oct 3, 2019 | Welcome Column
I’m involved with three different jam groups with little or no overlap in players. Monday and Thursday night, each different and Tuesday and Thursday lunch time being the other group. Maybe it’s me but all these groups seem to be slowing tempos down and it is driving...
by Christine | Oct 22, 2013 | Welcome Column
Good Tuesday morning from Whiskey Creek, where the summer deck furniture has been carefully stowed away in the barn, the old Argosy camp trailer is drifting off into its deep, hibernatory sleep, where all dogs and all llamas have begun in earnest to grow back their...
by Christine | Sep 29, 2013 | Welcome Column
As luck would have it, I had the following piece already written about a week ago and then by chance, I was reminded the very next day of just how ubiquitous the topic it discusses truly is. You see, I needed to find a way for my daughter Juliet to go to the Plymouth...
by Christine | Sep 4, 2020 | Welcome Column
Foibles,Bon Mots, and Thoughts “My favorite poem is the one that starts, “ Thirty days hath September” because it actually tells you something.” Groucho Marx.Seven more days and Sheila and I will be celebrating our 49th anniversary. The trip to...
by Christine | Sep 25, 2012 | Welcome Column
Good morning from Whiskey Creek, just a few square feet under six acres that is more demanding than a young bride born with a silver spoon in her mouth, six acres populated by one house, one barn, one feed shed and one wood shed that all have roofs just aching to leak...
by Christine | Dec 1, 2011 | Welcome Column
Wind Hate the wind, but I’ve got a good reason for it. As a child I suffered from a learning disability…..spatial relations disorder…..which is a fancy way of saying that when I look at words on a printed page the letters seem more like ants scurrying about than they...
by Christine | May 14, 2010 | Welcome Column
James King sings a song called “stumbling in my father’s footsteps.” When I hear him sing it, it always touches my heart, because it’s the way I feel every day of my life. My daddy was small church pastor, moved from here to there by his denomination over the last...
by Christine | Aug 20, 2014 | Welcome Column
I have written columns previously about all the things that go wrong at a gig. It was fun and cathartic to recall all the weird things that have happened in decades of playing live gigs in a bewildering variety of venues. Murphy’s Law (“Anything that can go wrong,...
by Christine | Jan 15, 2020 | Welcome Column
I have written columns previously about all the things that go wrong at a gig. It was fun and cathartic to recall all the weird things that have happened in decades of playing live gigs in a bewildering variety of venues. Murphy’s Law (“Anything that can go wrong,...
