Lone Star Parson

  Go on, play us a tune, and then some: Wow, Mr. Winwood's got it all going on and if a session singer seems eerily familiar, well, so b...

A few years back and there you have it, I was in 'Nam, Cheltenham. It being New Year's Eve it seemed right to visit some friends, re...

  Do you believe in spooks? Well sure, we all know they're out there operating the arcana of their dark art, and the insouciance of latt...

  Terminal D at DFW, normally a heaving mass of travelers trying to board jets with all the comfort and convenience of a 1982 bus ride from ...

  There we were, in some kind of biker go-down in 1996 and it was New Years Eve, high spirits, right? And there I was in a blazer and regime...

  Hippies start off well with love, peace and save the planet. Good call, who wants hate, war and a ruined ecosystem. Then they hold a festi...

Because this is an uplifting family blog, here's Mr. Fantasy. Good work, Traffic. My dad, rest in peace, used to call Winwood &quo...