Des Moines Piano Man

Tonight I ate at a Mexican restaurant called “Malo,” sitting on the patio under a red umbrella. The outdoor speakers blasted salsa music as a thin crowd munched stale tortilla chips in the humid gray weather of Des Moines, Iowa. And then there was piano music. A black man in a red T-shirt sat at… Continue reading Des Moines Piano Man

Day 2 Cazadero Camp

So it’s Day 2 of a week of Cazadero Performing Arts Family Camp, and already I’m in bliss. I’m taking songwriting from Danny Carnahan, even though I’ve never written a song, don’t play an instrument, and don’t really understand basic things like keys. He makes it easy, magical, like poetry only with more rhythm. Next… Continue reading Day 2 Cazadero Camp