Over the last year I’ve watched the southeast adjacent lot at Tustin and Coast Hwy in Newport Beach, CA, reduced to rubble and dust. A new establishment was incoming. That lot brought back memories to me. In the 1980s there use to be a Tony Roma’s restaurant there, that I worked at while in college. … Read More »
I’m always “900 Miles From Home,” if not a thousand more, but what can I say? What can I do?” The unity, crusade of dark angels, false pretenses and delusional self-righteous pretenses, have mounted a campaign on my person, “In extremis,” so long as I’m 900 Miles From Home, or just around the corner.
I’m never sorry I learned to play it. A time or two. And made many a face smile. ; )
“After Midnight,” by Eric Clapton But for otherwise. We should. B. “Pretending.”
But now. Mourning Irsay, dare I say – with such, such a heavy heart. Few have touched my life so deeply. James Irsay’s love of music and native genius found new ground on my dusty and distant muddy wit, pedestrian shores and wandering soul. As ships pass in the night, so too did I hear … Read More »
Telling it like it is. Like of “good peoples” person. All the way from Brooklyn and, then some.
Im thankful I still have the sense and ?? To look back at/to my roots. I’m from the mountains and hillsides NG is from. And I thank the lord I found her to remind me where I was from. From a Distance or otherwise. ; 0
Happy 2023 Thanksgiving to all. Missin John. Steve. And my “childhood memories.”
Vincenzo Camuccini (22 February 1771 – 2 September 1844) And how so much has changed so little, for over 2300 hundred years. Thanks to Pacifica/WBAI curators… ; )
Below is promo pre-release of my upcoming album. It’s called “How About You.” JMP 2023
Letting Go Of The Covers (revisited 2023) Save the sunglasses. Nothing new. ; )
To the most craziest client, I was so grateful to have known and work with. It was a pleasure. His passion. For poetry. Unmatched on my path of greater writers, or the like that happened my way. Miss him tremendously. (1949-2019)
Recently, I attended my cousin Jan’s funeral. I was very grateful to be able to attend and see some family members I had not seen for well over 40 years. Jan Dunn was a darling, loving cousin, that always filled my spirit and face with a smile, with wisdom and strength. She seemed “impervious” to … Read More »
The lines mesh and merge, and eventually, the “3” way – 3 party conversation begins between myself, Gail and Victor. Victor I believe was in Japan or ??? and it was a fuzzy connection. So we chatted, and so forth. The issue about a white guy traveling with some black resurfaced, Victor was cool about … Read More »
Remarkable Paul Moen (1952-2003) came to me via percussionist, Ray Mantilla. He was one of many talented individuals I’ve been fortunate to have met, play and discuss music with in my lifetime. Always missed, Moen or Mantilla’s talent and roster of stage performance credits truly was a master class in music pedagogy and history, that … Read More »
One of the greatest scenes from one of my most darling and loved movies. Genius dialogue to the development of the story, “look over there. “What am I looking at?” “You see what’s happening to them. The stars.” “They’re. So untidy. I’m trying to re-arrange them.”
David and Charlie. Circa 1936
CBS studios, November 1938; Bernard Herrmann conducting the CBS Orchestra. “… So realistic was the Welles production of the utterly imaginative tale of a descent upon earth of monstrous people from Mars, that radio listeners from New York to San Francisco and Canada to the Gulf of Mexico believed the catastrophe was really happening. Many … Read More »
It sometimes amazizn me. Years after. Decades after writing a song. I finally. Finally. Understand where these things come from. Thank you creator. Thank you Universe. For connecting the “dots” of Humanity. ; )