And the handle is meant to be chiseledabsNOT. Nothing to do with boogers. That's gross!
I have a great job as the house carpenter for a world-class music school. So I know just how bad a musician I am! Yet I've been invited to play and compose with this lot. I am very lucky and they are very tolerant.
Eagerly devising and revising my 5- and 10-year plans to get the most travel and art-making time possible.
I'm very athletic and I hate the gym. My CrossFit training is schlepping large loads of lumber, tending my yard, throwing dirt and building materials around. Love the woods, hiking and kayaking. Topped a couple of 11K footers (Grand Teton at 50 fulfilled a dream from when I first saw it at 14.) Annual treks to Katahdin. I love travel to meet people, eat food and DO THINGS! Not a resort guy.
Raging Bull (and lots of Scorcese), Zoolander, Tropic Thunder, Christopher Guest, Louis Malle, film noir, Herzog, Fassbinder, Cassavetes, Wenders. Boogie Nights! Philip Seymour Hoffman (alas)
Very big on jazz from Bix to Bird to Bill (Evans, Butler, Frissell, you name it), blues, The Who, Talking Heads, Tom Waits. Looking at her body of work, Joni Mitchell should win the Nobel Prize. I've come to appreciate rap but I don't listen to it. Beethoven & all kinds of classical & modern. Arvo Part, Third Stream, Americana, West African pop... not a fan of current pop music in general....
Not a regular TV watcher, don't have cable. Not a sports nut, but watch the Pats, of course...
Six strings: EADGBE
My '67 Guild
Mountains and the woods. Ocean, too.
Kind of Blue.
(Six sidemen and six songs, if you get the '97 reissue)
And the Bonus Track: Richard Thompson's solo on "My Soul, My Soul". Definitely.
I also think about what the Dalai Lama says every time I see him. "You're much better looking than your picture! Not very photogenic, are we?" Such a kidder! But it's true.