Stories

People were everywhere, bumping into us, whacking our heads with an oversized souvenir they had purchased to prove they had been in Alaska. Juneau has always been one of my favorite cities, the old Russian flavor of the small buildings … Read More

We were headed up through the clouds and I hoped it was just another overcast day in Seattle. I had made my usual plans for the flight. Seats on the right side of the plane for the trip north and … Read More

There was a time when I didn’t know what the hell I was going to do. I was LOST. I had met Jan and given up the rock and roll highway. Now, what was I going to do? I had … Read More

When Jan and I decided to build a house we had no idea of the journey we were about to embark on. We knew we wanted to live in the woods and I wanted a place that had some kind … Read More

Maybe the age of Aquarius is still coming. This past week  I had the privilege of doing a radio interview on Waxy Browns Flower Power Hour on KKID 92.9FM. The station is housed on a block in my town I … Read More

My writing this spring has been comprised of stories about how I ended up making music for a living. I  talked about the beginnings of Brewer and Shipley, and some of the things that came about because of our union. … Read More

In the life of every musician, there are places that you never leave. While your body hasn’t visited them in years, if they are still standing, they will always be alive in your heart. For me, Washington DC’s Cellar Door … Read More

One Toke Over The Line. Who would have thought that a joke, written to make our friends laugh, would become the hallmark in the lives of Brewer and Shipley? The writing was about as easy as it gets. What followed … Read More

Brewer and Shipley had become full-time residents of Missouri. Good Karma Productions had been established and managed to send Michael and me to every small college in the midwest. At least that is what it felt like. Aside from too … Read More

I don’t remember exactly how long I lived at the Good Karma house in Kansas City. It seemed like forever. Not that it was a bad place to stay and most of that time we were on the road dodging … Read More