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The aforementioned musical journey, which began in earnest with our move to Daytona in the summer of 2001, has proceeded by stages:
• Honing the act among terrific friends at the Eustis Street Grill. (Thanks, Jeff, and thanks to my “Little Blue” sidekick Celeste, my fiddlin’ friend Jonathan, and Marylea on blues harp.)
• Singing harmony with Joel Kelley and Margie LaRoe in our folk-revival trio Work Release Program. (We’re ready to take on the Kingston Trio—dibs on John Stewart, since he wrote most of our stuff.)
• Putting together my first CD, “Talkin’ to the Birds,” with production and graphics help from Bob Rafkin, Kace Montgomery, and Margie LaRoe's ibis!
• Playing for my Winter Park High classmates at the Chapters Bookstore & Restaurant concerts in Winter Park. (Yeah, the “Old Beef & Bottle.”)
• Hosting the Fish Tales stage at the DeLand Original Music Festival. (Phil Weidner presented my songwriting award for “Lickin’ My Jelly Knife,” and the world hasn’t been the same since.)
• Playing solo blues to open our Sunday set at the 10th Gamble Rogers Festival (Thanks for support from Bob, Clyde, and Paul—much appreciated.)
• Being featured at the Unitarians' Littner Fund concert with Bill and Libby.
• Performing my songs about Florida birds (and the stilt people) at the River Gazebo stage at the Florida Folk Festival. (Did Steve really goad me into singing “Lickin’ My Jelly Knife” while Frank Thomas was taking a break?)
• Jammin' with Martha on Dr. John's "I'm Gonna Go Fishin'. (The future is ours!)
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