Sometimes you’re the windshieldSometimes you’re the bug I sing songs to myself while I’m skiing.  Coming down Born Free this morning this song by Mary Chapin Carpenter went through my brain.  Oh, Mark Knopfler wrote it, but she had the "hit". Actually, the song of the day was "Ride Captain Ride". Seventy three men sailed […]

Take me back, carry me backDown to gasoline alley where I started from I was sitting here listening to my iPod through Felice’s JBL On Stage speakers and I heard Elton John’s "The King Must Die". You see I’ve got a playlist.  Of the 200 most played songs in my iTunes library.  I pull it […]

Hits Haven’t we had just about enough of Tony Brummel? I mean the guy runs an indie rock label, most of whose signings learn to hate him, yet we have to be subjected to his inane rantings and ravings CONSTANTLY! So, he found a few rock bands.  That have sold word of mouth.  Does that […]

Actually, it’s amazing I’m here at all.  You see I had an accident in Mammoth two weeks ago. Oh, for a couple of days I felt like a fucking idiot.  Rule number one of skiing, you QUIT before the day is over.  But I wasn’t tired.  But the light was flat.  But then, telling the […]