Tootsies and the strip

You can kill a day listening to music along Broadway in Nashville. No cover. Just walk the street until you hear a band that’s to your liking, slide inside and stay as long as you like. This is Tootsie’s Orchid Lounge. Not so much a lounge as a long skinny room with a band at…

Dining with a TV guide

When I hit the road, I check with my buddy Wade for good dining tips. Wade writes for the Food Network show Diners, Drive-Ins and Dives. They profile the sort of small mom and pop shops that I love, and I’ve never been let down. This trip, he steered us toward 55 South in Franklin,…

Her first Guitar

What better place to buy your first guitar than Nashville? We started at a place on 8th Street called Gruhn Guitar. It’s where the stars get their vintage instruments. Amazing guitars and prices to match…so as we described what we were looking for…and our budget…our sales man pointed us down the road to Corner Music….

24 hours of music

24 hours, 8 venues, 17 songwriters and two pairs of boots. I don’t usually wear cowboy boots. But I do in Nashville. It’s sort of like hats. I think they look good when I buy them, and when I get home, it seems like someone must have swapped my purchase…and what once made me look…

The road ain’t always fancy…but it gets you where you’re going. Nashville-bound, to take in a little music.

Let’s go

I’ve spent 20 years as a travel photographer, and years before that as a dreamer. I used to wonder out loud if I could find a job that would pay me to explore distant lands, and was told that I should join the “real world”. Preparing for my first job interview I planned to say…

“I travel not to go anywhere, but to go. I travel for travel’s sake.

The great affair is to move.”

Robert Louis Stevenson