Wanna go juke’in? You know, gettin’ down with some blues. Hearin’ the twang of guitars and the moan of a harp, and lettin’ yourself wander back and forth between the musical “then” and its current ...
My harmonica lesson is squeezed in between those for students far shorter and far younger than me, so waiting my turn is a weekly reminder not to aim for an octave I’m unlikely to reach. It’s not that ...