It’s never ‘why guitar’ when you talk about guitars. More like, “Why guitar? Why bother?” Why, why, why. It’s one question with endless answers.
BLUE PORTLAND IN STAGES
Blue Portland is like a blues band. You don’t start at the main stage in the Waterfront Blues Festival. You don’t always have a limousine ready to jump into after playing your set. That’s Portland carrying its guitar in a gunnysack, headed on down to the railroad tracks.
HOW TO BLUES FEST ON JULY 4TH
The Blues Fest, or Waterfront Blues Festival, can be tricky. From once showing up with two cans of food for admission to now, it’s been a long strange trip. Back then you’d go in, drink beer, walk around, get something to eat, drink beer, and leave. Today it’s reservations and lobster rolls before going in. […]
GUITAR PLAYERS OF THE PAST
My guitar friends say guitar players are the same from every era. Unlike current critics of the NBA who say past greats played against milkmen and plumbers and wouldn’t survive in today’s game, musicians from the past are just a request away. Or a documentary. I recently saw The Wrecking Crew.
OREGON BLUES ON A FATHER / SON DAY
Oregon blues are a different blues. I blame the clouds. But no clouds on Waterfront Blues Festival Saturday, which is why I wore a rash-guard hoodie instead of layers of sunscreen. It was a no cloud Saturday awash in family time:
PORTLAND BLUES SATURDAY
Portland blues come in more shades than one. Dark blue for the homeless. Darker blue for the park bench addicts. Blue green for the tax paying homeowners just living their lives and doing the best they can. But what about the rest of us?