The prez is outta town

First Mondays are reserved for a message from our Association president.  Well, not today…Darby and husband Bruno are in Paris celebrating their 50th anniversary.Please join our cbaweb team, all our CBA staff and, of course, our membership, in wishing these...

The Problem with Cellulites

I got to the fathers day festival on the Friday before the festival started. My wife dumped me off and took off with the car, and I was stuck there precisely where I wanted to be, fifty feet from the restroom with the shower, right next to where Lucy (My guitar hero)...

The Process

It was about seven years ago that the process for selecting FDF bands began to see substantial changes. The leadership of the Association sought to find a system of creating line-ups that would yield the best shows possible for the least amount of money. It sought a...

The Process

Is the family band a rich source of talent for the bluegrass music world, a way to keep families together in an increasingly fractured society, an exploitation of child labor, or a meal ticket used by cynical parents manipulating their children? I suspect it’s all of...

The Rescue of Albirdio

(Editor’s Note: Once every couple years I post as my Welcome Column on the web page of the California Bluegrass Association the story of my wife’s bird. I keep coming back to the narrative because it’s got a solid moral that’s worth throwing...

The Pursuit of Conditional Excellence

Perfection is such an alluring ideal. It’s something we should strive for, we are told. The problem with perfection is, it’s subjective. It’s a made up condition, that can never be attained. The pursuit of perfection is, then, a guarantee of failure. I prefer to say I...

The Rescue of Albirdio

Once, when my youngest son Peter was just a little guy, he was playing ball inside the house and broke a window. I’d been out in my shop and didn’t hear the crash and Peter, not wanting to deal with the situation, just skipped over to a friend’s house to play. When I...

The risk is small, the rewards are great

Tomorrow, I’m going to a wedding. No, it’s not my wedding…I already did that once…it’s the wedding of one of our surrogate daughters. Sarah lived with us for approximately three years before moving out on her own. She was an interesting kid at times, but then I...

The River’s Risin’

What I’m doing these days is working on a transition from partially retired, (working two days per week) to completely retired (giving the whole damned thing up). It’s been hard. I’ve read, and I’m inclined to believe, that some people, folks with not the greatest...