Bearing my soul… a little bit…

This is the first in a video series where I’ll be talking, not playing drums.  But, I’ll be talking about playing drums (a bit), but more than that, talking about the process of overcoming my own fears as an artist-  it’s a hairy beast, fear, and can cripple even the best artists…  but I believeContinue reading “Bearing my soul… a little bit…”

Bali for yoga, NY for Rhythm, Sound, and Magic!

By the time I went to Japan, for this last trip in April-May of this year, I knew that I would be full-time with Blue Man in July.  So, of course my wife Yuki and I talked at length about what this means, how good it would be for us as a family, and howContinue reading “Bali for yoga, NY for Rhythm, Sound, and Magic!”

An EPIC Summer- 4 Months in the Mediterranean – Port 1: Barcelona

This is the first post of a bunch about my adventures in Europe. I had the privilege to be the drummer for the Blue Man Group aboard Norwegian Cruise Line’s EPIC ship, where we cruised through the Mediterranean for four months.  The EPIC is basically a huge floating city, complete with enough cabins for 5,000Continue reading “An EPIC Summer- 4 Months in the Mediterranean – Port 1: Barcelona”

40 Days of Drumming- pt 2

I spoke to my friend Riad- the only tabla player I know of in Orlando- and after I told him about my 40 Days of Drumming, he said, “Oh! You’re doing a chilla.” Now I knew the word- so, some quick research, and I found this definition: “In Hindustani classical music, chilla or chilla katnaContinue reading “40 Days of Drumming- pt 2”

40 Days of Drumming!

It’s time.   It’s time for me to make the Big change.  In myself, in my life, in my drumming.   This year, I just turned 40.  The Big 4-0.  To celebrate, and to help invite that change into my life, I’m going to undergo 40 Days of Drumming.  I will eat, sleep, and drum. Continue reading “40 Days of Drumming!”

Part 2: Zombie Meditation Camp

  When this whole thing started, I kept thinking of it as Zombie Meditation Camp.  Everyone wakes quietly at 4am, while it’s still basically night out, and gets ready in their own way.  Some shower, some stay in bed till the last second, some brush teeth, but the wake up call is obviously not easyContinue reading “Part 2: Zombie Meditation Camp”

Meditation Retreat Pt. 1- getting there…

Here I am, on the other side…   It’s 2:21, in the Philadelphia Airport.  My flight leaves at 6pm for Boise, Idaho, where I’ll spend the next 6 days with my parents.   The better part of 2 weeks ago, I sat in a different airport, a different man.  I’ve now experienced things that haveContinue reading “Meditation Retreat Pt. 1- getting there…”

facing my fears

It’s as if I can feel all my fears coming to the surface…   I’m sitting in the Savannah, GA airport.  The time is 5:11am.  I haven’t slept.  Stories of child murders, Boston bombings, and other stories in today’s horrific news resonate through the nearly empty terminal.  Last night I sent one suitcase, and myContinue reading “facing my fears”

finding limits (by getting sick on the road)

OK-  so I push too hard sometimes.  I get it.  Now I get it more than I got it before.  And I might need to get it again, although this was a tough lesson to take this time. It actually started in Athens, GA, where I decided to see if I could do bikram (hot)Continue reading “finding limits (by getting sick on the road)”

Cookies with Taiyo

It’s funny what will make me really miss my son all of a sudden.  I got to do an actual FaceTime video chat with him, Yuki and my parents today.  They’re all in Idaho together for the holidays, and I will be too soon enough!  Well, Boise, the nearest big city to Caldwell, where myContinue reading “Cookies with Taiyo”