The Weekend Of Magic And Loss

If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal.

Life’s juxtapositions can create quite bizarre scenarios. Such was the case last Thursday morning.

There I was, heading down south to Auto Club Speedway in Fontana, California for my first time as an . . . → Read More: The Weekend Of Magic And Loss

The Way Of The Rose

I saw a couple of things this past weekend worth mentioning.

Last Friday, I went down to Irvine in southern California to see a concert that was anything but just another rock’n’roll show.  (You can read the details here.)  It was a reunion, a celebration, a commemoration of what was and yet always is.  As one of . . . → Read More: The Way Of The Rose