The Rock is Gone, the thrill was not.

Well, after 4 years plus, I've decided to retire from the mighty King Belvedere. I can no longer keep a full-time rocKstar schedule and be a good daddy. Whataya gonna do? I'm going to retreat back to my house and start improving my playing alone, become a student of the instrument again. As for playing with others, I'll be jamming with a good friend of mine who plays a wicked drum and I'll be writing with another very close friend who sings with the fattest, widest, warmest tone of anyone I've heard. As for shows, I'll be poking my head out with impromptu gigs along with my two new part-time music co conspirators and occasionally sitting in on a KB gig as a "guest" player. How odd to type that last bit. Will I miss standing in front of my Marshall with it turned to 11 on stage with a bunch of crazies? ...more that you know. Does this mean that I am no longer a rocKstar? NEVER!!!! ...b-a.

SHORT RANT (warning: profanity)

Brekenridge sex ring. Men having sex with 12 year old girls. Brooke Bennett, dead. Nothing makes me more sick or angry. Her own uncle taking her to mens' houses for sex and threatening to cut their throats. I just want to murder him. All child sex offenders should be murdered. Brutally murdered. Eaten alive by wild animals while people shit in their mouths. Then lit on fire to die. That's all I have to say about that.