Stories

“Aren’t you afraid to go to Mexico?” some friends would ask. “Not really,” has always been my reply. “We’re going to Yucatan.” I always give the questioner the benefit of the doubt. They do know their geography but not their … Read More

Artists are artists no matter where they are found. They bring to their work their hopes, their dreams, and their fears, inspired by the world around them and the world that resides inside their hearts. This past year I have … Read More

I was talking with Michael the other day. We had just learned of David Crosby’s passing.  We both had memories of David dating back to our early days as single performers. It was a particularly poignant conversation. We were getting … Read More

The rock n’ roll road is no place to be when autumn rolls up its blanket of fallen leaves to make way for the snow that will surely follow. Summer has long gone, and autumn’s final days are just a … Read More

I’ve been making music as a profession for two months shy of sixty years. Wow.  During all those years of traveling, I have made and lost many friends. While some were just familiar acquaintances, mostly involved in our engagements, others became … Read More

“Mike is coming Sunday,” Marc told us as he headed back to his apartment. “Cool,” I said. “Looking forward to it.” Mike would be Mike Snyder of WildWise Botanicals. Marc is our oldest son who became involved in clearing an … Read More

A couple of weeks ago, I wrote about a family reunion out here in our woods. It was a wonderful time having the whole family together. In that story, I talked about the gallery where Ashley, our daughter-in-law, would be … Read More

I was sitting in my chair in front of the TV wondering when Matt and Ashley would arrive. They were coming down from Kansas City to pick up Jan’s car. With two excited dogs, here they are. Being city dogs … Read More

Brewer and Shipley have never shied away from combining lyrics about rough times with gentle music. This is no exception. While we wrote the song for ourselves when we had been stuck on the rock n’ roll road for months, … Read More

The phone in my rear pocket was vibrating. I scrambled to get to it before they hung up. Who is it? I’m out on the river trying to catch a trout when someone calls. It must be important. Most people … Read More