When you hang with the Fremonts it becomes obvious almost immediately these guys operate on the same frequency. They’re connected like brothers, both on and off...
It’s 6:15 on a Tuesday morning. Past the desert valley the mountains rise up into their own isolation, stretching themselves awake as the first light begins...
“A little water on a cold day to wash your hands with is a good thing.” —Zebadiah Creed On a beautiful Halloween Saturday, my good friend...
Do you ever feel like you’re in a dream from which you cannot awaken, uncertain whether you are the one having the dream or merely the...
In our recent past, we had what some refer to as a folk revival. Musicians were turning off their amplifiers and reaching for their acoustic guitars....
I first heard the young bass virtuoso John Murray five years ago, when he was just 11 years old after fielding a phone call from his...
The blues flows through San Diego. It has for a long time. Sometimes it has been obvious, flowing on the surface, and other times it has...
If you’ve followed the music scene in Southern California anytime during the last 40 years, you already know the name Eric Lieberman. If not, you’d certainly...
On a moonlit strip of highway in Colorado, the van Astra Kelly was driving hit some black ice. She was finishing up a solo tour that...
