The Guitar I Didn’t Know I Needed: Falling for the Martin GPC-16E
Before I get into this story, I should say this: This post is a continuation of something I wrote earlier in “Strings
Before I get into this story, I should say this: This post is a continuation of something I wrote earlier in “Strings
The Basement Band (1997-1998) Let’s get in the Way-Back Mobile and go back to maybe 1997 or ’98. I was home from
There’s this strange cycle I’ve noticed in my life as a guitarist: I seem to sell every acoustic guitar I ever buy.
Having four daughters means my life is basically running band auditions for teenage boys. Every time a new one shows up, it’s
Last weekend was supposed to be the one. A glorious return to the home studio, a full-on jam session where three guys
There are moments in life that carve themselves so deeply into memory they never leave. For Jeff and his at the time
The Night I First Heard Adam Evil and the Outside Royalty Some nights stick with you, etched into memory, not because of
When I was twenty-two, success as a musician had a very specific picture: dudes crammed in a van, a tour, and hopefully
There’s a special kind of disappointment that only comes from thinking a gig is going to be something, and realizing upon arrival
Some nights I open up Logic, stare at the empty track, and… nothing. Just that blinking cursor when the screen just blinks