Trust your friends

My greatest fear is that the people I trust the most are no longer being straight with me.

Sure, I say and do some pretty stupid things and I can be a difficult guy to like. The reality is I’ve got a pretty small circle of friends and I trust them to let me know if I’m doing the wrong thing, being a jerk or just plain getting it wrong…what happens when they don’t?

I’ve got a pretty poor self-checking filter, I’ve never been too sharp at thinking before I speak. I try to get better at it as I get older, but you can’t beat those closest to you to let you know if you’ve been a dick.

Dem blues…

I’m certain people want to know why I play the blues…why does a fat, wealthy guy from the inner north need to play the blues?

Well for starters, I wasn’t always fat — that sure as hell has got to be enough of a cross to bear. I certainly wasn’t always wealthy. And I most definitely didn’t start my life out in the inner north. Each of those reasons are like points on a blues compass.

Fortunately though, I’ve always been a guy.

Me and my buddy. Taken during a Skype session with Gram (Grandma Fander).

Me and my buddy. Taken during a Skype session with Gram (Grandma Fander).

Any excuse to put the teeth in…

Any excuse to put the teeth in…

If you don’t have a Telecaster and you don’t have a toothbrush - you’re in trouble.

Jim Weider

Beastie Boys » So What’cha Want feat The Roots live

The best late night house band, The [legendary] Roots crew perform with the Beastie Boys. Yeah!

Eric, weeding the garden by digging the soil out from underneath their very roots. He’s a hard man.

Eric, weeding the garden by digging the soil out from underneath their very roots. He’s a hard man.

Yeah…we went pole dancing for my hens party. I was four months pregnant at the time.

Overheard, while having coffee.

Peas