Do you really need more than three chords?…or she came in through the bathroom window

Entry 09 – March 5th, 2017 Do you really need more than three chords?…or she came in through the bathroom window There’s a fantastic scene in Jack Black’s movie School of Rock where he is going to great lengths to explain the history of Rock n Roll to his students; complete with exploded branching diagrams Read more about Do you really need more than three chords?…or she came in through the bathroom window[…]

Weighing the slings and arrows…or hey are you listening?

Entry 08 – February 26th, 2017 Weighing the slings and arrows…or hey are you listening? The final installment in the Voice series….and the questions raised are not lost on me…this life is not something that you just make a single decision about and then never have to think about again…it’s a constant evaluation of the Read more about Weighing the slings and arrows…or hey are you listening?[…]

More than just lip service…or wrestling with the ghost of Tom Joad

Entry 07 – February 19th, 2017 More than just lip service…or wrestling with the ghost of Tom Joad Moving right along, here’s installment number 4 in the Voice series: The Voice of God is Crying Out I imagine your life at home is pretty comfortable. All of you have the things you need to live – Read more about More than just lip service…or wrestling with the ghost of Tom Joad[…]

Love will tear us apart…or the simple progression of thoughts in a vacuum

There it is…that date blinking away up there…staring out at us like some monolithic creature demanding our attention…February 14th…Valentine’s Day. I’ve never really been all that interested in this particular holiday, even during the times when I wasn’t checking the box marked ‘single.’ It is a completely made up commercial holiday created for the sole Read more about Love will tear us apart…or the simple progression of thoughts in a vacuum[…]

Operator, how may I direct your call?…or making out the pattern in the design

Entry 06 – February 12th, 2017 Operator, how may I direct your call?…or making out the pattern in the design Continuing with the series, here’s installment number 3: The Voice of God is Calling We talked about sound and the way it can play a part in your daily lives. It’s more than just sound though. Read more about Operator, how may I direct your call?…or making out the pattern in the design[…]

It came over the airwaves like a primal telegraph…or Tommy can you hear me?

Entry 04 – January 29th, 2017 It came over the airwaves like a primal telegraph…or Tommy can you hear me? While preparing for this project, I came across a series of short messages I wrote for my brother to be used during one of the weeks that he was leading a youth summer camp back Read more about It came over the airwaves like a primal telegraph…or Tommy can you hear me?[…]

Someone told me they were sort of Post-Metal Blues…or it’s only Rock n Roll but I Like It

Entry 03 – January 22nd, 2017 Someone told me they were sort of Post-Metal Blues…or it’s only Rock n Roll but I Like It I have never been one to shy away from new music. In fact, some that know me well would probably argue that I can’t be pulled away from it. I love Read more about Someone told me they were sort of Post-Metal Blues…or it’s only Rock n Roll but I Like It[…]

Falling Up…or the Lessening Weight of My Reflection

Entry 2 – January 15th, 2017   I tend to learn a lot about myself in the quiet times…the times when I’m alone with my thoughts. These are usually the times when it would probably be much better for me not to be by myself…but that’s a different sort of story.  Self-reflection is something that Read more about Falling Up…or the Lessening Weight of My Reflection[…]

Reflections on a birthday…or an introduction to a year of living dangerously

Entry 01 – January 8th, 2017   Reflections on a birthday…or an introduction to a year of living dangerously   A new year has come upon us, sidled on up and ushered the previous one off into the ether. This means a lot of things to different people and you can perhaps relate to one Read more about Reflections on a birthday…or an introduction to a year of living dangerously[…]