My gig went until 2am, and striking the stage before I could leave the nightclub took longer than usual. By the time I got on the road...

It was a slow day at the music store, one of those strange days where multiple students forgot they had a lesson or called out sick. We...

Partner dancers are a special kind of addict. We congregate at strange social meetings, not to escape our addictions, but to indulge in...

Click for Part I. Click for Part II. Click for Part III. Rehearsals for the new shows started right as I finished being installed in the...

Click for Part I. Click for Part II. David and I were trying to bond, to feel less like we were singing opposite a stranger. We wanted...

**adult topics discussed** Cabin fever is a very real and powerful force, and no one is entirely immune. Sure, we had our production...

*occasional adult language* That's me. Didn't you know? On ships, rumors evolve at back breaking speeds, but this was one rumor I made...

Click for Part I. Who ever heard of a millennial with a college degree earning a salary as a musician, who was debt free, with financial...

Six months paid vacation a year, a starting salary higher than anyone dreamed possible, traveling to all seven continents via all the...

Steven Mallard's showband was in Miami again for a biannual corporate convention with Mr. Mallard's favorite client. By some unexplained...

He who shall be last shall be first, we joked -- Nolan was one of my jazz professors and ensemble leaders in college. But now the tables...

There was a new lead at the salsa social one Tuesday. He was tall, dark, and handsome, well-dressed, and a fantastic dancer who...

*heavy adult language* Chasing bats with telemetry was my part-time day job, while I spent the summer rehabilitating my voice after a...

My third cruise contract had just been terminated, and it looked like I was out of work for the long haul. I had a bit of money in...

Nobody walks away from college thinking, "That cafeteria was a fantastic dining experience." Everybody remembers the learning curve of...

November 2, 2008, was easily the worst night of my life. To this day, I still have to suppress it from memory because merely the thought...

It was recital time, and my students had to complete a full rehearsal run of their segment in each lesson before we could proceed with...

"Point your scroll at the music stand." "No more peekaboo thumb!" "It starts down bow." "Do you hear a ringtone yet?" "Wait for my...

Our cover band's future was on rocky ground. They had just hired me in the spring, filmed a promo video in the summer, and began to pick...

Day five of our six day tour with Steven Mallard's showband, and we hadn't paced ourselves too well. We had a gig coming up that night,...