Sometimes its hard to take good advice and useful action plans to heart when you’re in crisis mode. Life lessons are hard to learn when you need them most, and they are the hardest to hear and absorb when you find yourself at that juncture. The use of metaphor helps us to break through to a…
The first love of my life was Mary Von Zastrow. Her family lived next door to us on Gayle Road in the bucolic Finger Lake Village of Skaneateles, NY. What does a five year old kid know about love? In retrospect, not much, but to me at that time, my undying love and devotion to…
Author’s Note: Many readers of “The Daily Dose” have asked that I continue to tell stories of my experiences as a working musician in Central New York, instead of some of the other subject matter I’ve been tackling. I suppose that those requests have been made in part due to my thread contributions in the…
I was chatting with my buddy “Fuzz”, a friend who has been involved with the rock and roll “industry” for as long as I have, and the conversation always turns to the phenomena of brushing the brass ring with your fingertips, but it invariably always evades your grasp. It’s happened so many times to the…
I spent most of my third decade on the planet pursuing the dream of being a “Rock Star”. I quit high school to travel on that road, and stayed on it. Throughout my twenties I came very close to realizing that dream… but it always persisted in being just outside my grasp. I closed that…