New "Blog" Page 

Because I was able to add a new "Blog" page to this site, with its very bloggable format including comments section and RSS feed, this former News page page will now be reserved for all the older posts and news items that take too dang long to transfer over to the new page.

Growing Up in Encinitas, California 

Last weekend my wife and I drove down to my old hometown of Encinitas, CA. Our last visit was only two years before but I’m still sort of culture-shocked each time I see the old place. I end up saying, over and over again, things like “I can’t believe all the people here!†and “it didn’t used to be like this!†Yes, the sleepy little beach town of my youth has grown into some kind of yoga, pilates, massage, meditation, food & shopping destination for tourists and locals alike. Luxury…

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Dad's Records (How I Learned to Listen to Music) 

My dad is sitting in the well-worn, green-upholstered chair in the living room next to the stereo cabinet. His eyes are closed and the latest Jackson Browne album, The Pretender, is thumping loudly out of two speakers suspended from the ceiling on opposite sides of the fireplace. He’s got shoulder-length dark brown wavy hair and a California tan It’s 1976, or maybe ’77, and I’m 8 or 9 years old. While I’m aware that my dad is enjoying his music, I am where I prefer to be; in my own bedroom…

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Coffee Songs vs. Whiskey Songs 

In my last post several weeks ago, I said that I would explore the subject of “coffee songs†vs. “whiskey songs†as it relates to playing a bar gig vs. a coffeehouse gig Without really thinking it through, I thought it would make for an interesting post. After a couple of attempts at a draft, I soon realized that I was finding a very long-winded and overly analytical way of saying, “I think that some types of songs work better in bars than they do in coffeehouses.†Well, duh. So here…

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Googie's show last Thursday 

The Googie’s Lounge show last Thursday took place on a rainy night. I just get lucky that way, it seems when I go back to play in New York. Out of the last 4 times I played a show in NYC, 3 of them ended up being rainy nights. It always makes me worry that people won’t show up. Thankfully, my worries have been unfounded
Thanks so much to all who came out to Googie’s and made it a nice time. It was my first time playing for an audience since 2007 and my first show since releasing The Last Dive in

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Watching the Regulars (Lunch at KJ’s Diner) 

A diner connected to a bowling alley. A place I’ve driven by about a hundred times on my way to other things It’s a small, corner room with oversized windows along two walls, providing lots of natural light. The décor is black & white, with a checkerboard counter. There’s a decent lunchtime crowd and I’m sitting at a booth across the table from a friend, catching up on things. An elderly woman in a wheelchair greets her waitress with a “hello, Dear†and a kiss on the cheek. This…

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The New Album is Here! 

I've been predicting the imminent release of this album, The Last Dive in Town, for well over a year now, while the actual completion of it kept slipping off into the horizon But, at last, the final physical product is in hand and will be going up for sale on cdbaby within a couple of weeks. It started out in 2006 in a rather spur-of-the-moment fashion with the band and me putting a few songs down "live" in the studio. Overdubs were added, new acoustic songs were recorded and I had to learn a lot…

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Burrito Run (walking at night) 

I forgot what it's like to go walking at night On the sidewalk between lit-up storefronts and the headlights of cars swishing past Guys shoot pool and shout in a Christmas light-strewn neighborhood dive bar while women shop at Salvation Army and at the Goodwill on the next block They stand in line, clothes draped over their arms They glance out toward the street maybe just catching their own reflections in the glass for a moment while I look in on a quick walk past I read somwhere that business…

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Another One Bites the Dust 

They disappear before you ever really notice them. I'm talking about houses. Simple little one-story family homes that have been sitting where they sat for 40, 50, 60 or 70 years on lots double the size of the homes themselves. Evidence that once upon a time in Southern California it was considered something of value to have a real yard So a couple weeks ago I was taking a walk in the neighborhood when I saw the signs of imminent doom on one particular house: the head-high chain link fence with a…

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The Times They are A-Ruinin' My Breakfast 

I put a kettle on the stove this morning and went to the cd shelves to find something to put on the stereo. I was getting ready to work on more layout ideas for my album cover, and as is usual for morning music choices, I was looking for something mellow and unobtrusive. I was in the mood for something sparse, slow and austere I glanced over the usual suspects; Dave Alvin, Kris Kristofferson, Patty Griffin, Mississippi John Hurt, Nick Drake….hm… Ah, Bob Dylan! Early, early, Bob Dylan. The Times…

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