local love for the holidaze
Hoo-boy – here we are in the thick of the holiday buying season – where emails and commercials urge us to buy, buy, buy at every corner, nook and cranny – while the Occupy protests are still calling on us to consider the gulf between 1% of the US population (mostly made of tycoons in...
attack of the killer kabocha
One thing I haven’t really gotten to talking about on this blog is food and cooking. I love to eat, which eventually led me to cooking so I could eat more of the things I love (which usually involves pasta – though I try to keep it under control *burp*). Since moving to Tucson, I’ve...
how my grandparents met
I think I’ve mentioned before that my mother was born in Cuba. Considering the political climate between the US and Cuba in the last 50-odd years, it’s always been an island of mysterious beauty to me – a place family members would speak of breathlessly, hot and heavy like a long lost lover. Even though...
warrior angel
My brother, Thomas Halley Williams, who we all call “Hal.” I was 13 when he was born. Mami got sick after having him and I had to learn how to take care of a newborn baby very quickly (hint: it was really really hard!) So in high school I didn’t get to do a lot...
the tales of three scars
Yes, I’m late again. And boy has it been busy here in Tucson. The Modeens had been working on a cool gig last Saturday at the Tucson Museum of Art to help open their awesome Who Shot Rock & Roll exhibit (amazing photos of rock and rollers from 1955 til now). We had to learn...
my time as: a singing telegram performer
Zoiks, I missed a week! Sorry about that – busy, in a tizzy, etc. Plus I’m supremely annoyed that I can’t find any old photos from this period of my life and there were some good ones (like of the green taffeta dress). But that’s life and I’ve finally decided to suck it up, find...
meet me on 17th street
Oh my goodness. Jamie and I just got back from lunch at the 17th Street Grill and I’m STUFFED on the Catfish Po-boy. I could easily just drape myself over the couch and take a nice food-induced nap, but instead I decided to rhapsodize a bit about this great new addition to our lunch repertoire....
my favorite martin
A dinky little ringtone woke me from a fitful sleep. It was 9am on a Saturday morning, which I grumpily realized as I reached for my cell phone. I noticed the number was from my parents, so I reluctantly answered, ready to give a lecture on not calling me before noon on the weekends. Especially...
end of a tucson summer
The end of our third summer in Tucson, Arizona is around the corner. It’s been hot. It’s been hot for a while. Well, a long while. Since..let’s see…late April? That sounds right. Though I might be wrong. But I was just sitting here in a sort of daze. Work week ended. Ready to start the...
my time as: a stagehand union extra
I spent the latter part of college doing so many things at once: full-time courses, doing some play either at school or a local theater, and – every now and then – working as an extra for the local stagehand’s union. And what, you may ask, is a stagehand’s union? Those are the folks who,...
re-releasing humboldt sessions: legend of bigfoot
Yes, I’m re-releasing an album that I did with Jamie and good buddy Phil Williams a few years back and some of you are already familiar with the material. Then I felt compelled to explain why, which led to this monster post. Warning: there is a bit of sadness here. I tried to write around...
gig alert! the modeens cover “who’s next” this saturday
Just a little plug for my rock n roll band, The Modeens – we’ll be playing at the beautiful Rialto theater in downtown Tucson this Saturday – okay, tomorrow – and covering songs from one of The Who’s best albums ever, “Who’s Next”. (Yes, they’re doing what you think they’re doing.) Since I’m doing some...