Category: Music
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Missed Concerts
Recently, I’ve been thinking about which concerts I wished I had gone to but did not because I wasn’t aware they were happening until it was too late. The first I think of is Simon and Garfunkel at the Concert in Central Park. It happened on September 19, 1981. My parents listened to that concert…
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Not Exploited, But Emptied
Today I woke up thinking, “Who really knows how to do Palm Sunday?” After my mind ran through various possibilities, I ended up worshiping with the Episcopalians. When I arrived, an usher standing at the door of the sanctuary handed me a thick pile of paper and directed me to the courtyard. People smiled politely…
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Autumn
Below are two versions of a song my friend Danny Johnson and I wrote a good while ago, like in 1995. He composed and played the guitar part and I wrote the lyrics and melody. In both versions, you can hear Danny’s voice echoing the words, “Autumn’s comin’ home.” Recently, I told Danny I was…
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High School Bands
Here and there, now and then, I’ve written music. Sometimes I’ve even been in a band. The first was The Figskinz. Danny Johnson, Pete Rinaldi, and I formed “rock’s most influential band” back in 1987 when we all went down to the Musician’s Trading Post on Ocean Street in Santa Cruz and purchased electric guitars.…
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