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Prosaic riffs in free time

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Twelfth Anniversary

If you have followed my dispatches over these past dozen years, maybe I'm amazed, as Sir Paul once sang. I have no insights to offer, only my story. For this year's installment of self reflection, permit me to share a lesson I've learned. It's really the only one that matters, because it's the one that's kept me going. By now it's impossible to conceal that writing has been part of my life from my early years. My first grade teacher asked each of us to bring in something to read to the clas

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Tenth Anniversary

Teacher, teach thyself. It’s ten years to the day I opened the Learn and Master box and the possibilities spilled out. I’ve made it about half way through the course. Let’s look at my ten-year report card. For lack of a better rubric, I’ll steal from Tom Heany’s book First Learn to Practice, and use his “Seven Good Habits”. 1. Be Comfortable: A+. The spare bedroom steadily transformed from a straight chair with a music stand in 2012 into my dream practice space in 2019. It invites me,

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Ninth Anniversary

His house was hidden from the street. I drove past and into the apartment complex where my GPS seemed to be pointing me. My young guitar tutor of six years moved here in East Asheville last year. When I started fingerstyle lessons with him, he was a college sophomore. Jonathan was already a gifted musician and teacher, and our age difference led our conversations into delightful side trips about the sixties and seventies. He graduated and remained in Delaware for a few years to sort out his

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Eighth Anniversary

Carrier Wave When all is still I hear your voice No words no cry A brilliant chill If this be death It disappoints No fear no pain A quiet breath I ask again Who pleads so clear For my reply A cold refrain No spirit calls In words of man These sounds are wrought Where music falls What grace this brings Flows through my hands While echoes fade As silence sings — D. B.

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Riffing with Otis

Let’s take a break, Otis. I’m getting older.   Yeah? What else makes you so special? Ha, ha, ha. No, I'm just feeling it lately.   Huh. What happened? Did a mirror catch you? There’s that, too. Like Bonnie said, "Those lines are pretty hard to take when they're staring back at you."   Be glad someone's looking back in the mirror. And I feel… small.   You're six feet tall. Do I have to listen to this? Come on. How long have you been my imaginary bass player

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