Written in 2007     Four little letters. One syllable. For me, the “F” word is not “FUCK”.  It’s “FEAR.” And I have been controlled by that word for far too many years. When did it happen?  When did FEAR move into my heart and hold me hostage? It wasn’t in my 20’s. Then, I… Read More


Written in 2013     A couple of weeks ago, while feeling desperate and anxious, I filled out an online request for a payday loan. I must confess, I’ve done this before, but usually with a certain site I knew and trusted. This time, it was late at night and I felt as though I… Read More


(Written on June 14, 2013) When I see an American flag: I remember military bases in Virginia, Texas, South Korea and (then) West Germany. I remember my dad stopping the car at 5 (or 6)pm every evening if we were driving on post at Fort Belvoir so we could get out, stand at attention and… Read More


Written in 2013 I’ve been sitting here, trying to work but instead, looking back at my life and all the mistakes I’ve made. I can see you nodding your head knowingly. You’ve sat where I sit, thinking about the times you fucked up something or another. Some of you may want to jump in now… Read More


Written in 2013 This is my attempt at levity, because if I sink down any lower, I will end up in China (or whatever land mass is directly on the other side of the world from where I sit right now- I’m too lazy to look it up). I found a photo of me dressed… Read More


Written in 2014 Last night, I ventured out to watch a jazz quintet perform at a local club. It was a weeknight, but I was really in the mood for some good music, no conversation and a break from reality, if you will. The combo included an upright bass, and as soon as the rich… Read More


Written in 2014 I fell down a rabbit hole of sorts today. It began when I saw a post from Classical KING-FM promoting a performance by Stephen Hough. I remembered doing PR for a few of his albums when he recorded with MusicMasters and Musical Heritage Society back in the 80’s. Seeing Stephen’s albums got… Read More


Written: December 2014   December 8th is an emotional date for millions of music fans around the world. On this date, not one, but two icons were cut down in the prime of their lives and careers. December 8, 1980. New York City. Mark David Chapman walks up to John Lennon and Yoko Ono, as… Read More


Written in 2008 To many people, the Super Bowl is just another football game. The biggest football game of the season, yes, but a game nonetheless. This year, I saw the Super Bowl as the ultimate lesson in perseverance and resiliency. Wait. Did I just say resiliency? Funny, that’s just the word that Fox used… Read More