Daddy (fixer of things broken), husband, musician, geek, curmudgeon, junkyard dog, recovering perfectionist, runs with scissors, solder soldier, father of cats.
It's hard to believe that this is the tenth year that I've participated in Fifty Ninety. I have made many friends along the way and have enjoyed every minute of it. Here's hoping for another ten years with my friends and a ton of new music.
This summer's album cover.
OK, about the album cover. There have been so many things recently that have demanded my attention that I feel like I'm on a carousel and don't know when or where it will stop next. Do I need to put on my daddy hat, or maybe it's hubby day. No, wait something's broken, I 'm the bus mechanic today. It stands to reason that my musical output may end up being somewhat disjointed. So there. It's all good, but I'm still coping with an identity crisis.