Yesterday Scout and I woke to the sound of raindrops on the roof of our tour bus. She tilted her head and stared up at the ceiling in wonder. I immediately fell asleep again. Rain is a terrific soporific.
“The beginning of things is necessarily vague, tangled, chaotic, and exceedingly disturbing. How few of us ever emerge from such beginning!” —Kate Chopin
By summer’s end I’ve discovered much to love about living in Arizona.
Childhood memories are like polaroid photos in an old dusty box.
They don’t provide a cohesive autobiographical narrative, only brief flashes of insight into the murky past. You sort through the random images, shuffling them like playing cards, until…
“Stars twinkle until they wrinkle.” —Victor Mature
That was well over 20 years ago. Since then I’ve weathered many career ups and downs, working both with and without the support of managers, agents, publicists and investors.
If Interlochen was an artist colony, Berklee was a star factory.
By the late 1980s, Berklee College of Music had established itself as a global center for music education, attracting talented students from all around the world. From its…
"They may not want me here, but I'm determined to make friends, have fun, and show 'em how we do it back home. I'm the Axel Foley of the flugelhorn." ~DM