Twisty, Curvy Roads

  I detest yard work! I figure that God knows better than I how to deal with growing things, so accordingly, I leave Him to do as He wishes with the patch of earth between the street curb and my front door.  Of course, my home, with its six inch stand of straggler daisy punctuated by stalks of johnson grass, does stand out a bit from the well manicured lawns in the neighborhood.  I had noticed some of my tonier neighbors looking askance when they strolled past my place, and I swear that their noses grew an inch whenever I nodded a greeting in their direction. Being the sensitive and perceptive galoot that I am, I soon realized that they were not particularly pleased with my lawn maintenance practices. After considerable reflection I stumbled upon a perfect solution. I went to the local sign shop and had them make up a sign that I promply installed in front of my house. The sign, with a suitable "green" graphic background proudly proclaims "URBAN NATURE PRESERVE AND WILDL

 I found this recording while I was cleaning up the drive on a computer I was planning on taking to the GoodWill Store. It was evidently recorded at a gig sometime around 2010. Probably in a restaurant or bar in Austin, Texas. I'm not certain who the musicians are except for Tom Griffith on keyboard. I think the drummer may be Dave Bedrick.  The tune is a 1933 hit called Stompin' At The Savoy .

Another lost recording. 2010 at the SPJST Hall in Taylor, TX playing with Dave Bedrich's "Czech Melody Masters"! It was supposed to be a polka band but we got in one swing tune. I am on tenor and vocal but I can't remember who else was in the band.