Saturday at the Singing Hills Stage kicked off with an artist I was not familiar with. Reading Seth Walker’s biography was like a geography lesson: born in North Carolina, he has also spent …
Our usual modus operandi for August is to dust off the broadcast board and spend the week before the Porcupine Mountain Music Festival cranking out tunes by past, present, and even possible fu…
I managed to make it through a whole year of teaching before the field trip bug hit me. I had fond memories of visiting Marquette hotspots like the Burt Pioneer cabin and the Bunny Bread factory i…
Let me introduce the Jack Spann Band. If this sounds vaguely familiar, it is probably because Jack Spann’s first CD Time, Time,Time,Time, Time was reviewed in the space early in 201…
The full title of this FTV should actually be “They told me to sing loud!” It was the answer I to the question my dad had asked me right after I had made my sixth grade stage de…
Were we nervous? Probably, but not as nervous as one would expect playing in front of an audience of 2,000 at the spring all school talent assembly. The reason we were not overly nerved up…