Blue Sky Riders

Today is my birthday. I will not be saying which birthday it is. A girl needs to keep a little mystery. The approach of this event has made me highly reflective, like the burnished metal of a Ferrari. (more…)

I haven’t written a blog in a long time. I’m not particularly worried that words go not anymore together I know how anymore. But I’ll give it a go, as we used to say in my days in the RAF.

We just finished two intense weeks in the studio on our second record (CD, album). We started with Kenny coming to Nashville, so we could record the music with wonderful Nashville players. That was generous of Kenny… he certainly could have argued that he wanted to use guys he knew on the west coast, but,  as we all know, Georgia and I rightfully deserve to always get our way. So he came east. (more…)

That was a rare condition I had in high school. It was uncomfortable, but it allowed me to be the only player on the soccer team who could play without wearing a cup. (more…)

I’m a list kind of guy. I love to make lists of things I have to do and then I check them off one by one until the page is a mess of crossed off lines like the script of a Christopher Hitchens TV Christmas special. I wake up in the morning and I lie there and make a to-do list in my head. (1. Roll right leg off bed  2. Rotate torso  3. Go to bathroom  4. Remind myself to get out of bed FIRST tomorrow morning… THEN go to bathroom.) (more…)