Lee Jones

So as you may know, our younger son John just graduated from Berklee School of Music in Boston. And like a salmon returning to its home creek, John was ready to high-tail it back to the Bay Area (very specifically, The People’s Republic of Berkeley) the moment he had his diploma in hand. It had [...]

It was probably 1973 or 1974 when I first came across this album. My then-girlfriend, Anna Weitzman, introduced me to the wonders of Discount Book and Record on Connecticut Avenue, near Dupont Circle in D.C. In those heady early days of my having a driver’s license, we’d make our way down from the suburbs, through [...]

Last night, I was down at the Jack of the Wood, where I am many/most Thursdays for the bluegrass jam. For reasons that will become clear later, my dobro was in Boston, so I took Rose, the Henderson guitar, down there. I’m not a serious guitar player by any stretch, especially in that crowd, but [...]