My friend Nigel and I were chatting the other day. He was in London, and I was back home here in Munich. I was telling him about the Summer of Uke, which kicked off the other day at the Corso Leopold when Idleright played Mustard and a Piece of Bread. Then we found ourselves knee-deep… Continue reading introducing my London correspondent
Author: Ken
Mustard and a Piece of Bread
We’ve been playing together for a little more than a year, Jarrod and I…parties and other informal events. Several times at the International Songwriters Evening Munich, which has been a pleasure. Nevertheless, we have plenty of other things going on, so we haven’t bothered coming up with a name. We play our own tunes, as… Continue reading Mustard and a Piece of Bread
Texas Shaped Stuff
Here it is – what you’ve all been waiting for. The Texas Shaped Stuff post. It’ll be a mix of products that are both in the shape of Texas, as well as those that use either the state flag or the shape of Texas in their advertising. When you’re buying sausage, don’t you feel more… Continue reading Texas Shaped Stuff
trying too hard
Did you know they play football in the United States? Not American Football, which I’m not going to talk about. If you can’t say anything nice and all that… But proper football. It’s called soccer there (some are surprised to hear that soccer is actually a term that originated in England), and since the 70s… Continue reading trying too hard
how to sell to Texans
No idea how true this story is, but I think it introduces what I want to talk about perfectly. There’s a national supermarket chain in the US called Kroger, and they’re based in Cincinnati. At least they were when I still lived in America, and as much as somethings have changed, I can’t fathom Kroger… Continue reading how to sell to Texans
the spirits are saying slow down
Do you believe in ghosts? Yes, me neither. None of that. Weird things happen, and I’m sure that even if I can’t explain them, there must be some explanation. This blog has deteriorated into a bit of memorial of loved ones who’ve passed on occasion. I don’t set out to make it such. There was… Continue reading the spirits are saying slow down
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She just cut her hair again! Not five minutes ago.
the worst name he could think of
Part of the pleasure of visiting family, if you can wade through the rage and resentment that tends to ensue, are the stories you hear (to be fair, there hasn’t been much rage or resentment, but there’s still a week left – it’s not too late). Recent stories (I live a long way away; there… Continue reading the worst name he could think of
ginger and cheese
There’s a blogpost about products in the shape of Texas that’s coming up. I assume I’ll keep seeing things I want to include as long as I’m here, so I’ll hold off on publishing it until later in my visit. It’s going to be both intriguing and educational. You like that, right? However, today we… Continue reading ginger and cheese
Believing isn’t all it’s cracked up to be
What I’m going to talk about, probably many or most of you have no idea. Well, you might know about it. But it’s very likely not the obsession for you that it is for me. Yet the actual thing I want to talk about is universal and quite applicable to many people’s lives. It’s the… Continue reading Believing isn’t all it’s cracked up to be