Category Archives: Music

Death, Dying, Life, and Living

We are born to die. Not that death is the goal, just that we are not meant to live indefinitely. Generally, most of us, want to stay here in this thing we experience as life, in this consciousness, this earth … Continue reading

Posted in Autobiographical, Music, Poetry, Uncategorized, Writing | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , ,

RIP John Trudell

“My ride showed up,” someone wrote for him on his Facebook page, at his request, as he neared the end on his hospital bed. Awe, man, the many times he was nearby, and I never had the honor of crossing … Continue reading

Posted in Music, Poetry, Uncategorized

The Mystery of Being Human

I was watching The Voice recently, and Sia was the guest performer. I said, “Well, there’s that chick with the shaggy dog hair gimmick.” She killed with her song, her voice, her singing. I’ve seen her before, but I hadn’t … Continue reading

Posted in Art, Autobiographical, Music, Poetry, Uncategorized, Writing | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , ,

Floundering Through It

I flounder through this life of mine. I’d say, “I’ve lived haphazardly,” but I don’t mean “aimlessly.” I have always had an aim: poetry, writing, art. Yet, here I am, going gray and still trying to get “there.” I haven’t … Continue reading

Posted in Art, Autobiographical, Music, Poetry, Uncategorized, Writing | Tagged , , , , , , , , , ,

Christmas is Hell

This year, Christmas went all right. I envy people who get excited, people who say it’s their favorite time of year. It isn’t my favorite time at all. It’s the worst. Every year, I brace myself, starting on November 1st. … Continue reading

Posted in Autobiographical, Music, Poetry, Reading, Uncategorized, Writing | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , ,

Life is a Card You Draw

When I was, oh, eight or nine, somewhere around there, I played this Mexican game called LoterĂ­a. My aunt had brought the game from New Mexico. (Her husband died of cancer, so she moved to California where we lived, where … Continue reading

Posted in Art, Autobiographical, Music, Poetry, Uncategorized, Writing | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , ,

The Beat Goes On (and a poem)

Summer is on its last legs. I hate to see it end. It’s been a long summer. It’s been a short summer. It was great. It was horrible. It started out good, really good. Then I ran into disappointment, then … Continue reading

Posted in Autobiographical, Music, Poetry, Writing | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , ,