Music

When I made these photos, it was summertime and warm, excellent jazz weather. The Hadacol Bouncers play New Orleans and Chicago-style music.

Chris was a caring, attentive husband and father. He was a talented, hardworking journalist, dedicated to thoughtful storytelling, too. I’m sure Chris taught me everything I know about writing a story with heart. He was my friend and I miss him, as does everyone who had the pleasure to know him.

Influential Irish folksinger Luke Kelly once met his poet counterpart, Patrick Kavanagh in a pub off Grafton Street in Dublin one day, or so the story goes.

When doctors gave her just two years to live in 1954, Wilkins took all the money she had, bought an old summer camp horse named Tarzan and hit the road to California.

I wrote this song in the voice a former Maine milltown worker who finds himself old, alone and stuck in a community fading away on the banks of a river. I was going to film it in one of the larger cities where they used to make blankets, shoes and paper — like Lewiston, Biddeford […]

I originally set out to write a blues-type brag song but my song came out a lot sillier than those old gems.

Written, performed and recoded by me as part of my “Alone Beside the Road” video series.