OK–maybe you actually don’t suck at using the image editing powerhouse that is Photoshop, but I’ll bet Donnie thinks you do anyway. Kind of like a sinister take on the old Jimmy Fallon tech support guy skits from Saturday Night Live, Honestly, this...
I got a principal bass spot in a local Chicagoland orchestra right after graduating from college. One of the side benefits of holding this position was having the opportunity to participate in the ensemble’s community outreach program. I’d already had...
I’m up at Ravinia in Highland Park, Illinois (the summer home of the Chicago Symphony) playing a Labor Day Tschaikowsky concert. Guess what’s on the program? Nutcracker excerpts! Nooooo… Winter after winter of driving to Milwaukee to play the...
I’ve got another little tale about what happens when cats and basses collide. Most bass players seem to love cats, and many have similar tales of feline mischief. One of my colleagues was over at my place playing some bass quartets a few years ago. His extremely...
My recent tale of a colleague who mistakenly left his instrument 250 miles south of his gig definitely struck a chord with many readers. Here are some of the great comments relating similar panicky tales: Darlene writes: I just played a concert yesterday that was held...
