You Don’t Want to Call Nobody Else

My recollections of Rikki are vivid though dreamlike. I remember her sitting in the back seat of a car, clutching a neatly-folded piece of paper. Now she's leaving - she's running from something. I am a little afraid for her because he doesn't want her to leave. I feel twisted and torn because it's so … Continue reading You Don’t Want to Call Nobody Else

Twisted Mix Tape #MiddleSchoolAwkward – Jr High in the 80s

My very first love was music. Before there was Shaun Cassidy, before John Schneider, before Ralph Macchio. I have opined more than once about my love of Steely Dan, and really, if you think about it, my first love was Rikki (don't lose that number.) I will assume you haven’t been around forever, and didn’t read … Continue reading Twisted Mix Tape #MiddleSchoolAwkward – Jr High in the 80s

Hard Days Hard Nights: Stories from Pittsburgh’s First Concert Promoter

He brought the Beatles to Pittsburgh for $5000, and that was only the beginning. I had the pleasure of reading a book for review this week that I definitely would have read anyway! Hard Days Hard Nights: From the Beatles to the Doors to the Stones... Insider Stories From a Legendary Concert Promoter Hard Days … Continue reading Hard Days Hard Nights: Stories from Pittsburgh’s First Concert Promoter

We Are The Music Makers, And We Are The Dreamers of Dreams

Hold on Tight I Don't Exactly Know What's Going to Happen!   https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r2pt2-F2j2g   As a child, I remember being quite frightened by Willy Wonka and his Chocolate Factory. My strongest memory is of the Oompa Loompas, they were just plain scary. I have been waiting for years to let Isaiah watch Willy Wonka and … Continue reading We Are The Music Makers, And We Are The Dreamers of Dreams