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  <div class="message">The nervous energy of the a day of preparation carried over.&nbsp; Was I eager to get going?&nbsp; I really must have been.&nbsp; <br><br>
I was up at 5:00 a.m.&nbsp; Made two pots of coffee: one for Becky and me and the other to fill a thermos.&nbsp; <br><br>
Grass Valley is far enough away from home that we were going to spend the night.&nbsp; Avoid fog.&nbsp; Icy roads.&nbsp; Tired driving.&nbsp; Et cetera . . . et cetera . . . et cetera.&nbsp; So bright and early in the morning I pulled together my clothes and toiletries for the trip.&nbsp; They were folded and stuffed…<span class="read-more pdf__hide"><a href="/blog/blog/97862/getting-to-flying-whale-are-we-there-yet">Read more</a></span></div>
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  <div class="message">We had three “rehearsals” under our belt.&nbsp; Three?&nbsp; The clock was running.&nbsp; Soon, we were going to be in the studio.&nbsp; We had set the date for recording less than a month earlier.&nbsp; Three rehearsals?!<br><br>
My feelings and thoughts ran the gamut from meaningful to picayune.&nbsp; Excitement?&nbsp; Yes.&nbsp; Anticipation?&nbsp; Yes.&nbsp; Anxiety? Yes.&nbsp; Did I know what really to expect?&nbsp; No.&nbsp; Was I completely ready?&nbsp; No.&nbsp; Was I going to be flummoxed if we play short of perfection?&nbsp; No.&nbsp; Was I worried?&nbsp; Not yet.&nbsp; Had I ordered food?&nbsp; Not…<span class="read-more pdf__hide"><a href="/blog/blog/97761/getting-close-anticipation-of-course">Read more</a></span></div>
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  <div class="message">Time for the rubber to hit the road.&nbsp; The day for our first rehearsal came.&nbsp; I was both excited and apprehensive.&nbsp; <br><br>
A litany questions popped in and out of my mind in staccato rapidity&nbsp; Would I even remember my own songs?&nbsp; Would I be able to play them?&nbsp; Would I be the weak link?&nbsp; After all, I had the least musical experience.&nbsp; Had I been spending too much time on a project which was going to fall on its face?&nbsp; Would the songs stand up when played by a band?<br><br>
Possibly food would help.&nbsp; Becky made a steak…<span class="read-more pdf__hide"><a href="/blog/blog/96996/first-rehearsal-a-reality-check-for-into-the-flow">Read more</a></span></div>
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  <div class="message">We had players.&nbsp; We had songs.&nbsp; We had to set a date for recording.&nbsp; After a couple of schedule changes, Paul agreed that we could record in January.&nbsp; After all, he is a performing musician; timing depended upon him.&nbsp; If The Pyronauts had a gig, “Into the Flow” had to take a back seat.<br><br>
Wait!&nbsp; We had not played together.&nbsp; Had I overlooked that we needed to rehearse before recording?&nbsp; This was not like a bunch of professional studio musicians playing.&nbsp; We just could not show up.<br><br>
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  <div class="message">Several years ago, Becky, Darby, and I attended the Bark Festival at Squaw Valley -- 2 days of wine tasting, music, and dog-related paraphernalia.&nbsp; It was a fund raiser for the Tahoe-Truckee SPCA.&nbsp; But the dogs and people in attendance generally did not want for much.&nbsp; The vendors offered a wide-array of products.&nbsp; Jewelry.&nbsp; Organic and natural foods.&nbsp; Animal artwork.&nbsp; Everything for a pampered pooch and pampering “dog parents.”<br><br>
There, as we were heading into the parking lot, I noticed a couple.&nbsp; The guy…<span class="read-more pdf__hide"><a href="/blog/blog/96427/along-comes-don-we-got-a-band">Read more</a></span></div>
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  <div class="message">In late 2009, Becky and her brother renovated a warehouse.&nbsp; The concept was he could clean out his garage and store his “toys” and I could have a place to play music.<br><br>
Like many of my “projects,” my plans were somewhat grandiose.&nbsp; My vision was a place where different ages would get together to draw or paint, play music, and maybe share ideas.&nbsp; Discourse between ages would expand the horizons and open the minds of young and old alike -- a bridge over the “generation gap.”<br><br>
That plan fell flat on its face.…<span class="read-more pdf__hide"><a href="/blog/blog/96201/meet-glenn-the-beat-behind-the-lava-pups">Read more</a></span></div>
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  <div class="message">Let’s see.&nbsp; We have 8 original songs.&nbsp; Primitive, garage-style surf instrumentals.&nbsp; I have “record a CD” on my bucket list.&nbsp; But, of course, a CD cannot be recorded without a band.<br><br>
Somewhere along the line, I created a fictitious band known as the “Lava Pups.”&nbsp; It was "fictitious" because no band existed at the time.<br><br>
Initially, the thought was the “Lava Dogs.”&nbsp; That sounded manly and ferocious.&nbsp; The “Lava Dogs” would play “lava tube” and have a snarling dog logo.&nbsp; Fiery eyes and flashing teeth.&nbsp; Maybe…<span class="read-more pdf__hide"><a href="/blog/blog/95943/the-lava-pups-come-to-be">Read more</a></span></div>
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  <div class="message">This is the ongoing saga of how "Into the Flow" came to be.<br><br>
So I have the basic melodies for 8 rock instrumentals.&nbsp; None is a threat to real songwriters.&nbsp; Each needs help from Paul the Pyronaut.&nbsp; But the songs fit my musical mind.&nbsp; Simple.&nbsp; Primitive.&nbsp; Repetitive.&nbsp; My style.&nbsp; But a whole CD . . . ?&nbsp; Of course, if I wait until I have 8 complex songs, no CD will be recorded in my lifetime.<br><br>
On a Friday night, we head off to Auburn for a night of surf music.&nbsp; Slacktone.&nbsp; The Pyronauts.&nbsp; Frankie &amp; The Pool…<span class="read-more pdf__hide"><a href="/blog/blog/95785/we-see-slacktone-my-songs-are-so-lame">Read more</a></span></div>
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  <div class="message">The products of my songwriting process cannot be compared with the art of real songwriters.&nbsp; They provide the sound tracks for the lives of millions of people.<br><br>
Bob Dylan appeared at Lake Tahoe during the summer.&nbsp; I last saw him in the pre-electric folk days -- Bob Dylan and Joan Baez at the Greek Theatre at Berkeley.&nbsp;&nbsp; Forty-five years later, he is an icon.&nbsp; The electric sell-out debate is long passed except for a few diehard sexa-plus-genarians.<br><br>
Bob Dylan is a songwriter for a couple of generations.…<span class="read-more pdf__hide"><a href="/blog/blog/95433/real-songwriters-have-nothing-to-fear">Read more</a></span></div>
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  <div class="message">As you know from previous posts, learning guitar is difficult for me.&nbsp; It is a slow process and generally requires brute memorization and the song or riff firmly imprinted in my mind.&nbsp; Becoming acceptably proficient at any one song takes time -- sometimes, way too much time.<br><br>
Yet, somewhere in the recesses of my mind, I hear snippets of songs.&nbsp; They come to me while walking the dog or going for coffee in the morning.&nbsp; They can pop up while I am driving somewhere.&nbsp; They are the soundtrack of my daily life.…<span class="read-more pdf__hide"><a href="/blog/blog/63587/hold-the-banal-lyrics-rock-instrumentals-are-my-sound-track">Read more</a></span></div>
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  <div class="message">In June 2009, a concept came to me.&nbsp; I was driving to Willie’s -- known primarily for its inexpensive hamburgers and chili -- to meet my sister Sue for breakfast.&nbsp; <br><br>
The concept was a series of songs, essays, or poems about graying and getting older.&nbsp; They would be performed, recorded, or . . . whatever.&nbsp; At the time, I thought that I had a head start on the project with “Alzheimer’s Lament.”&nbsp; It was a bit on the dark side beginning with:<br><br>
 
Once you were among the brightest<br>
You were there for us in any… <span class="read-more pdf__hide"><a href="/blog/blog/79060/morphing-into-into-the-flow-from-words-to-music">Read more</a></span></div>
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  <div class="message">The struggle to learn surf and instrumental rock did not keep me from loading 500+ rock instrumentals on my iPod.&nbsp; I just lacked the talent to get that music from the iPod to a guitar fretboard.&nbsp; The songs were not limited to music of my youth.&nbsp; My iPod included Los Straitjackets, The Mermen, The Halibuts, The Eliminators, and The Aqua Velvets.<br><br>
Somehow I learned that Pollo del Mar -- a San Francisco surf band -- was going to play in Nevada City.&nbsp; I convinced Becky that we should spend a Saturday in Nevada…<span class="read-more pdf__hide"><a href="/blog/blog/94832/paul-the-pyronaut-surf-at-last">Read more</a></span></div>
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  <div class="message">Armed with my Costco Starcaster, the “Fender Method, Vol. 1” lesson book, and no knowledge of guitar, I started lessons.&nbsp; <br><br>
Well, “no knowledge” is a bit of self-deprecating hyperbole.&nbsp; After all, I knew that it had six strings, created noise when I hit them, and, when played by others, made music I loved. <br><br>
I do not remember much about my first lesson other than being asked what kind of music I liked.&nbsp; I explained that I was a small “c” catholic.&nbsp; The blank look on my instructor’s face meant that I had to…<span class="read-more pdf__hide"><a href="/blog/blog/94532/surf-huh-is-that-like-the-beach-boys-what">Read more</a></span></div>
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  <div class="message">Time to switch to the first person.&nbsp; A third person blog is just too ego centric and probably requires a flat-billed oversized hat and baggy pants hanging off my butt.&nbsp; That is not my style, and I just cannot destroy language that much!<br><br>
Some time before Becky surprised me with the Costco Starcaster Special, I rediscovered surf music.&nbsp; I really cannot remember what brought it back.<br><br>
I listened to The Fabulous Wailers in the early 60s.&nbsp; “Road Runner” was a friend's favorite song.&nbsp; He played it on the juke…<span class="read-more pdf__hide"><a href="/blog/blog/94113/how-did-the-return-of-surf-come-about">Read more</a></span></div>
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  <div class="message">The goal of this Blog is to share how “Into the Flow” came to be.&nbsp; But we undoubtedly will have digressions along the way.<br><br>
Our story begins when Bill T’s wife -- Becky -- bought him an electric guitar.&nbsp; She did so with tongue firmly planted in cheek.&nbsp; It seemed like a relatively low cost practical joke.&nbsp; The new Costco Starcaster Special was a complete surprise.&nbsp; Since he never played guitar before and never displayed any musical proclivity or talent, she made sure that she did not spend too much and that…<span class="read-more pdf__hide"><a href="/blog/blog/93749/introduction-guitar-what-or-fill-in-the-blank">Read more</a></span></div>
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