The Slippery Pursuit of Excellence

Yesterday, I posted something on Facebook. I posted it quickly – dashed it off, actually, as I was settling into my desk for the workday. The whole post was 29 words. It should have been 28. My buddy Rick Cornish, sharp of eye and even sharper of wit, found the...

The Small Town Guitarber Shop

Remember “The Andy Griffith Show”? Where did he guys all hang out in Mayberry? Floyd’s barber shop! It was the epitome of small town social intercourse. Besides being a place where one could get a shave and a haircut, it was the town’s men hung out when there was...

The snowbird sings the song he always sings…

Greetings from sunny Yuma, Arizona, a place where the snowbirds come to roost for the winter; some of us come to “pick.” So far, every person I’ve met here is retired (except for those who work in the local businesses). The rules of the road don’t seem apply here in...

The social network

I’m wondering how many guitars are sold every day. You can get one for $85.00’s at your local rock and roll music store, even less at a desperate man’s garage sale. John Green will sell you a quality starter guitar for $200.00 and a low end martin for maybe $550.00....

The soothing power of music

THE DAILY GRIST… “These kids don’t have a little brother working in the coal mine, they don’t have a little sister coughing her lungs out in the looms of the big mill towns of the Northeast. Why? Because we organized; we broke the back of the...

The Sounds of Music Camp 2013

My word, we have another CBA Music Camp in the bag and another Father’s Day Festival all wrapped up. I’m not sure that any of us have had the time yet to sit back and breath a sigh of relief and feel like it is over. Our new music camp directors, Peter Langston and...

The Spice of Life

As sort of a big tent guy in bluegrass circles, I appreciate the variety of music I get a chance to play with the people that hang around this fine organization. The charter of the California bluegrass association says that they were formed for the preservation of old...

The Stanley Sing

Good morning from Whiskey Creek, where it would definitely be snowing right now if there was a single cloud in the sky.  I’m going to get right to it here.  A couple of days ago I received an email from a guy called Bill Foss who told me about a...

The State of the Bluegrass Nation

Recently I sat down with the leader of a rising band that’s struggling to break out into the light of headliner and A-list band. He complained in a bewildered, and perhaps embittered, voice that there were too few festivals and too many bands crowding a field...

The State of the Still

(Editor’s Note–Best we can tell, this is the first Welcome column written by Marcos; it goes all the way back to the fall of 2009 and, though it was his first, it was pretty clear even way back then that we CBA web site visitors were going to be in for a...