When you think of the ocean, what’s the first thing that comes to mind? That it covers most of the planet? Or that it’s salty? Maybe you think of it as a fun place to go vacation. And maybe your first thought is how it’s so blue. That’s what I think. And the same is true with the sky. So blue. But have you … The rest of the story…
Category Archives: Words and Music
There was an expression, that rolled around when I was younger, that expressed a superlative feeling for or toward someone else. If a guy was infatuated with a girl, he might say, “She’s the living end.” I’m sure that’s lost on anybody from the young love generations these days. But I always liked it. And it’s why I used that expression to describe the … The rest of the story…
I’ve been lamenting the pandemic for a long time. And I’ve seen how fast it’s expanded. But I’ve been curious as to why more people don’t realize how closely they’re involved in it. I hope not you. Because the pandemic I’m talking about isn’t the pandemic you might think I’m talking about. Although they’re morbidly connected in the past couple of years. And, by … The rest of the story…
Over the course of my life, I’ve been inspired to write songs by a wide variety of stimuli. From a technicolor sunset, to a mountain vista, and even down to a single word. And sometimes I’m inspired by how someone will twist a phrase and use it as a product or service or even a business name. Like how I was inspired to write … The rest of the story…
Imagine being a 16 year old all-star and state champion athlete in Texas. And now, imagine being that athlete and being told you have basically an incurable cancer. Yeah. And you thought you had a bad day. Right? Osteoblastic osteosarcoma is that incurable cancer I just mentioned. And Jeremiah Thomas was that 16 year old all-star and state champion athlete in Texas. Yes, unfortunately I … The rest of the story…
OK, you can stop me if you’ve heard this before. But I’m gonna share the story of Feed Me again. And relax. I’m not one of those guys on the street corner asking for a handout. No, this is about my music on the radio. The story goes… ~ Back in 1989, I had moved back to Colorado and had been there for about … The rest of the story…
Exvangelical deconstruction. Now, there’s a term you probably don’t hear every day. I hadn’t heard of it before today. But apparently it’s a “thing” in the ranks of people leaving the Christian “church” these days. And I put quotations around “church” for a reason. Because exvangelical deconstruction is a self-indulgent activity. No surprise there, right? Selfishness was the original sin. And it’s still at … The rest of the story…
If you regularly listen to or watch the morning news, it can give you the impression there’s no such thing as lasting hope. And it can give you the impression that the only way to “beat ’em” is to “join ’em.” So skip the morning news. At least skip all the opinion stuff. All that point, counterpoint, and other synthetic, so-called “news.” Because, when … The rest of the story…
Back in 1974 I paid for (and enjoyed, immensely) an America holiday. Because it was an excursion into the best parts of musical imagination. And…what? You think I misspelled it? Oh, I see. You think it should have been American with the n at the end. Yeah, I get it. But no. I got it right. America Holiday. But maybe I should clear up … The rest of the story…
I don’t live in a safe place. Six years ago, a guy walked down a street, here in Colorado Springs, and randomly murdered people. Yeah, on this the most holiest of days. Halloween. If you heard about it or read about it, you know the story I’m talking about. If you didn’t, go look it up. I don’t wanna waste more space on my … The rest of the story…