Getting Buzzed

I absolutely shutter when I visualize three or four mature gentlemen, sitting on a park bench, flicking peanuts at tree rats, recounting their glory days of virility and accomplishment. Fortunately for me, my friends live in other towns and states, so it’s unlikely I’d become a willing participant in the aforementioned visual. Second to my…

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I Don’t Need No Stinking Race Card

I’m half Japanese, half caucasian, and was born in Tokyo, Japan. I grew up in America, attended American schools, and my home life was a cultural mixture of Japanese food and customs blended with Americanisms derived from my father’s German and English roots. My mother was Beethoven and my father was Hank Williams. While my…

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Just Because

A Night on the Beach Darkness but no stars tonight Rocks bathed under crashing waves Buoy lights flicker in faintness Still air freezes the coolness My heart slows breath by breath My eyes close in night’s abyss Her gaze taunts upon my chest Just Because Mountain top beneath me I sing Songs you can not…

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The Knighting

Ancient redwoods stand tall like stoic guards defending the tomb of an Unknown Warrior. Blue moon light, diffused under the protective canopy of the redwood giants, illuminated the amphitheater. Birds, gentle little ones that sing morning duets and those with ruthless talons for prey; furry creatures, ones that scurry on little feet and those with…

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Inspiration & Discipline

Raised in a way that engendered my curious temperament, I’ve felt compelled to tear things apart since I was old enough to hold my dad’s tools and get my hands dirty. Occasionally, I find myself in the shop with something on the bench to dismantle, sorting the parts into bins, trays, and plastic shoeboxes. I…

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Resources v1.1

Though what I write about here is guitar centric, I attempt to present aspects of my journey that may be of interest to those who, like me, are pursuing music late in life. With that in mind, whether you’re early or late to the musical scene, I’ve corralled books, hardware, software, and links into a…

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We’re not Grumpy Old Men

I don’t know about other mature gentlemen, but I stay up until the wee hours of the morning, like 2am or later. Staying up late naturally synchronizes my biorhythms, which is very important to my musical journey. When I’m programming, wrangling words, or playing guitar, I’m most productive and creative during the hours when werewolves,…