My Husband, Mad Scientist
It occurs to me that I have posted all this nonsense about politics, my musical obsessions, my insanely sweet niece and nephew, and I haven't mentioned the fact that I happen to be married to one of the greatest musicians on the planet. Mike never ceases to amaze me with his boundless energy for playing - guitar, bass, anything with strings,really. Whether it's in a seedy practice space on Delaware Avenue, a basement in Washington, DC, our own living room, or down in the "hobbit hole" (where the REAL magic happens), he is always up for a tasty groove. It's true I love to sing, but hey, someone else writes the songs. Mike is constantly cooking up gorgeous new soundscapes, and I am just so thankful that he shares them with me.
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Hammer brings the rock. I've seen this proposition in action for some 15 years. In fact, I've got some of the man's chops sprinkled on my site, which is not a blog. Hasta, atg
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