Jarrod’s not playing, so it might be weird to keep calling it Old Braunfels. Who knows, though. It’s a good name for a band in Munich, whose members predominantly come from Texas. However, we’ve got something else going on and Vancouver Michael will most likely have a considerable impact. Nina Kuhlig, who you might remember… Continue reading getting the band together again
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another Blue February? grab your handkerchief
It’s already been two years since I did the first Blue February show, and for the last week or so I’ve been talking to musicians, including Carlos and Nina who played last time, about doing another concert of melancholy love songs. Any locals who’d be interesting in such a thing? My idea then and now… Continue reading another Blue February? grab your handkerchief
digital detox (for social media) and grieving for those damned dogs
We decided last weekend that we’d do a Digital Detox starting this next Sunday, and neither of us really thought it through. Late last night (or two nights ago, at this point), Miriam turned to me and said, ‘You remember what we agreed to last weekend?’ In a split second, it all came rushing back… Continue reading digital detox (for social media) and grieving for those damned dogs
Come let me make your February a bit bluer
Despite being inundated with ridiculous romcoms and even sillier pop songs, a rather boisterous part of me has resisted romantic love for a good part of my adult life. I remember at some point reading that Frank Zappa quipped that he thought the expectations people had of romance actually killed any hope of that love… Continue reading Come let me make your February a bit bluer
hereabouts it’s going to be played by Old Braunfels and hope to see you there
Well, we seem to have our best gigs in summer, and this year’s no exception. Jarrod moved away and then moved back home over the course of this most recent trip round the sun, and we’ve even reconnected with former (& hopefully future) fiddle player & singer Violeta, who’d moved to Chile. Now she’s back… Continue reading hereabouts it’s going to be played by Old Braunfels and hope to see you there
The western sky alight and melodies rattle round in my head
Playing with a new band, as well as ramping up new projects with Old Braunfels, as Jarrod has made his way back to Munich after months of being a digital nomad. Welcome back home, you old goat. But what was I saying? These new Germans I’m palling around with love playing covers of stuff you’d hear… Continue reading The western sky alight and melodies rattle round in my head
Oliver Sacks has died and I can’t get Rilke’s Der Panther out of my head
‘Sein Blick ist vom Vorübergehn der Stäbe so müd geworden, daß er nichts mehr hält. Ihm ist, als ob es tausend Stäbe gäbe und hinter tausend Stäben keine Welt. Der weiche Gang geschmeidig starker Schritte, der sich im allerkleinsten Kreise dreht, ist wie ein Tanz von Kraft um eine Mitte, in der betäubt ein großer… Continue reading Oliver Sacks has died and I can’t get Rilke’s Der Panther out of my head
Tanz in den August
On the last night of April, there’s a tradition here that you stay up late & dance your way into the First of May. It’s something that apparently originated in medieval times or perhaps even farther back in history. What frivolity – all in the name of welcoming everybody to the month of May.… Continue reading Tanz in den August
Feverish thoughts while trying not to think too much about the Munich Security Conference
Thought I felt a cold coming on, but there was too much going on this weekend in Munich to slow down. I wasn’t going to be a hypochondriac about it, so I pushed on through. It’s early February, so that means the annual Munich Security Conference was taking place. I typically pay close attention to… Continue reading Feverish thoughts while trying not to think too much about the Munich Security Conference
Sea and sky twenty years later
[youtube https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8t31thiT2r8] I feel like a castaway but I’m not afraid You and me and a couple of dusty volumes I wanna be your Messiah but there’s no way I feel the tide roll in around us You be the sea and I’ll be the sky I want you with me now don’t wonder why… Continue reading Sea and sky twenty years later