Judy Berman Silbert’s voice is filled with enthusiasm. “This is going to be a wonderful cross pollination of art genres,” she says. The San Diego native...
Clang clang, go the jail guitar doors Bang bang, go the boots on the floor Cry cry, for your lonely mother’s son Clang clang, go the...
In 1950, there were 5,600 people in El Cajon, which means “the box” in Spanish. By 1970, there were 52,273 and one of them was this...
I met Jimmy Duke one Halloween probably 33 years ago. He was dressed as Count Dracula. For years I thought of him as the Count. In...
There are plenty of tribute bands in San Diego, but nothing quite like the Steely Damned 2. Built around the music of Donald Fagen and Walter...
In my mind there was a decades-long debate as to who the best rock and roll poet was: Bob Dylan or Leonard Cohen. Being the kind...
There are two tall drinks in front of Ed Kornhauser. One looks like a coffee drink and the other is a smoothie. He sips from one...
I never set out to become a music teacher. In fact, it all came about quite by accident, and as the result of calamity. I’d gotten...
Some Americana bands have unusual sounds, some unusual names. Enter the Blue Sky manages to do both. The quartet is a recent product of the East...
