



Bit of a whirlwind, the past couple of weeks. The Monthly Monday Magic show pulled about 15 people. Strong audience, powerful feels, but I question my ability to draw people anymore. This wasn’t helped by the small crowd at Citylight … C...
“Deep inside, all folded up … where real magic happens? Is your signature and hers. Maybe.” Me and my friends? We live to serve. We serve You, our audience. The artists, the performers, the show people. Dozens of different names … Contin...
I have nothing but the entire world to gain. I have cried and I have laughed … and laughing is much better. Saturday I spent cleaning the house, doing laundry and prepping for Monday’ upcoming show with Brandon Barber. I’m … Continue rea...
Woke up early to help Dani (Gold Angel) get her furniture moved from my front room. She’s excited about having her very own place, and it’s contagious. I sat on the front room sofa and took stock of what’s still … Continue reading →...
My friend Kozmo shared this story with me: “I’m working the street one day, and I see a father and son approaching along the path. They looked like good candidates to start building a crowd so I smiled and made … Continue reading &...
“I can imagine the moment, breaking out through the silence. All the things that we both might say: come talk to me.” ~ Peter Gabriel Here you are. You’ve mustered the courage and practiced your craft, you have committed yourself &h...
“It may be hard for an egg to turn into a bird: it would be a jolly sight harder for it to learn to fly while remaining an egg. We are like eggs at present. And you cannot go on … Continue reading →...
“Just breathin’ and dreamin’ and passin’ by the time.” ~ Neil Cribbs For years I’ve worked as a busker, an artist that performs on the streets for tips and donations. In the beginning it was the only venue I had. &...
“I know there’s a place you walked Where love falls from the trees My heart is like a broken cup I only feel right on my knees” ~ The Who Who are you? When you were 12 years old, what … Continue reading →...
I was in touch with great souls who exalted flesh and spirit over dollars and cents, and to whom the thin wail of the starved slum child meant more than all the pomp and circumstance of commercial expansion and world … Continue reading →...