THE NEW EDSEL?

I understand the desire and, even in some cases, perhaps the NEED to make digital that which once was paper and ink. Using technology is wonderful, but technology for technology’s sake isn’t very meaningful for the myriad and variety of devices in the...

The next best thing to getting there…

Dear friends, What a weekend for music! Andersons at the Karfluki festival, Mighty Chiplings and OMGG at Windsor, Frank Ray and Cedar Hill in Folsom, and a host of Sandy Cruz area at the NCBS’s Bluegrass Faire, to name a few options. The weather was fine and folks...

The Next Best Time

I recognize that this is a time when many folks are just getting started on their New Year resolutions and all is going well. After all, it has only been a couple of days since folks decided that these are the things they were going to work on or do differently during...

The night I met Ramblin Jack Elliott

I keep this little spiral-bound notebook in a cubbyhole on my desk and in it are miscellaneous old tidbits of information. Stuff like e-mail addresses, contact information for grass Valley festivals gone by, CBA directors phone numbers, cell phone numbers, etc.. As...

The Ocean

Prior to moving back to the Sacramento area in the early 90’s. I lived in North San Diego County for 20 years. In-between plumbing jobs and band gigs 5 to 7 nights a week I managed to get in a lot of time at and in the ocean. Old friends were very good surfers. I was...

The Old Geezer Speaks His Mind

This would be the first full day that I am 67 years old; yesterday was my birthday. Yesterday was Thomas Edison’s birthday, too. I used to wonder if Thomas and I had some astrological link, but then somebody else invented the mp3 player and the compact fluorescent...

The Old Home Place

At a recent barbecue/bluegrass jam, I was visiting with Marcos Alvira. We were discussing the joys of being a homeowner. I was telling him about all the work we need to do on our house; replace windows, remodel kitchen, refinish wood floors…and the list went on and...

The Old Man & the Guitar

It’s a warm winter’s night in the Ozarks. It should be cold. But it isn’t. It’s right now, or in the future, or in your imagination. A relatively obscure bluegrass festival is happening. It doesn’t even have a name, really, except for one. “THE Bluegrass Festival.”...

The One “Can’t Miss” Proposition

Gather ‘round, children, Uncle Bruce is gonna lay some wisdom on you. What’s that you say? I’m not really your uncle? Well, technically, you’re right. But I AM avuncular (look it up) – and the only guy more avuncular than me is Cliff Compton, and this is my column...

The one constant in life, change.

If each and every one of us were to set down and ponder the changes in our life over the last 20 or maybe 25 years, I’m sure that we would realize that most of the changes in our life did not follow the plan that we laid out. Such is the case with my life, and...