Poem of the Day 9/16/20
Driving past strip malls, After the morning rush hour, Windows down- a cool breeze
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NBA Playoffs: Was That Just the Celtics Own “Confetti Game”
Yesterday, the Boston Celtics lost to the Toronto Raptors in Game 3 of NBA East Conference Semi-Finals in one most heartbreaking finishes I have ever witnessed. After a brilliant play by Kemba Walker to give the Celtics a two-point advantage with 0.5 seconds remaining, Raptor’s point guard, Kyle Lowery managed to find OG Anunoby in… Read More NBA Playoffs: Was That Just the Celtics Own “Confetti Game”
Diary of A Bad Guitar Player: Playing in the Band
I never had a band, exactly. When I first started playing guitar, I played with anyone I could find to play with. This was mostly just jamming- though calling it “jamming” is probably generous. After a while, my cousin and I joined forces with a drummer and tried to start a band. We called it… Read More Diary of A Bad Guitar Player: Playing in the Band
Poem of the Day 8/26/20
Studio headphones Wrapped around my head- the beat Pulses through my body
Boston Red Sox trade Workman, Hembree: The Chaim Bloom era really begins
Let’s face it, watching the Boston Red Sox has been difficult this year. The pitching woes that sabotaged their title-defense in 2019 have only gotten worse with Chris Sale out for Tommy John surgery, Eduardo Rodriguez lost to Covid complications and David Price shipped off in the Mookie Betts deal. The team is 9-18 and… Read More Boston Red Sox trade Workman, Hembree: The Chaim Bloom era really begins
Diary of a Bad Guitar Player: Down the Guitar Tone Rabbit Hole
If you have been reading this series, you probably know that I am a fan of Lee Anderson’s Play Guitar Podcast. Lee is an excellent teacher and his passion for the guitar shines through in everything he does. I took much of my current practice regime from his template and it has been a revelation… Read More Diary of a Bad Guitar Player: Down the Guitar Tone Rabbit Hole
Poem of the Day 7/6/20
Sitting still, alone As the sun peeks over the fence And stretches out to morning
Poem of the Day 6/29/20
A white Egret fishing In the shallow water of the Sound- A hazy morning sky
Poem of the Day 6/18/20- Forever Searching for John Hurt
A ’28 pressing from Okeh records, Sent them on their way, Looking for Old John Hurt, Forgotten in his day. Nothing to much to tell them Where the bluesman might be But the song Avalon Blues. Maybe Georgia, or Mississippi? Chasing down fingers Fast as lightning, A worn-out angel’s voice With which to sing. Driving… Read More Poem of the Day 6/18/20- Forever Searching for John Hurt
Poem of the Day 6/4/20
Tall pines and oak trees Cast their shadows on the fence. Refuge from the Sun
