["Breaking trail" is the term that cross-country skiers use for the first skier in a group who ventures forth into the fresh powder and compresses the snow to make it easier for those behind. That's what Lloyd Kahn is doing for the rest of us mere mortals. He has recently passed the threshold of 90... Continue Reading →
Dylan, Circa 1965
[I related to this, because I lived in Providence in 1965, and I was at the Newport Folk Festival on the night when Dylan first strapped on his electric guitar. And ... truth be told ... I was among the half of the crowd who booed him. Why? Was I anti-rock 'n roll? Hardly. As... Continue Reading →
Lloyd, Live from Puebla
[Can't leave the Dia de lost Muertos? That makes two of us. Silverback Dave (Tucson SBs) didn't help by sharing this haunting video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=q9aFUc7kcdQ On a more upbeat note ... here's Lloyd, Live from Puebla:] Stunning! Old old city, 4th largest in Mexico, with beautiful old buildings with 3-foot thick walls and balconies and stair... Continue Reading →
An Oldster for the Ages
[You may be cool. You may be a Silverback. You may be King of The Jungle ... oh, wait ... that's the lion's niche. You may have a huge harem and lots of bananas, but you are not as cool as Lloyd Kahn. He always manages to get there a few steps ahead of the... Continue Reading →
(Still) Alive from California
The Final Lap, or What It's Like to Be 89 [SB Lloyd is one of those guys who is always taking pains to point out how much cooler he is than you, and the discouraging part is that he is. I keep wondering if I'm going to be around to plant peas this spring, and... Continue Reading →