Nick Ciampi at the Post Office

Wednesday, June 23 and Saturday, June 26th.

Redding singer-songwriter Nick Ciampi will help Redding usher in Summertime with a performance at The Post Office in The Downtown Mall. Wednesday's show start around 7, Saturday begins 8:30.

Enjoy Nick's original folk-rock music and some classic covers at this friendly venue. Nick's a gifted songwriter, an amazing guitar player and he's generous with his talent - both on stage and off.

Enjoy Magazine profiled Nick a couple years ago - you can read it here.

Photo credit: Wyatt Olson

Nick's myspace

Celebrating Independence: Music Giveaway

It's Friday and that's reason enough to celebrate. I'm giving away two Still Married CDs - all you have to do is leave a comment.

Well - there is a catch, but the catch is a good one - I'd like you to sample some independent music over at Whole Wheat Radio. Whole Radio is a listener-driven Internet radio station. -- and the folks who run it are heroes to independent musicians.

From their website:

Whole Wheat Radio is a grassroots online radio station originating on Birch Creek Blvd. near Talkeetna, Alaska. We are independent and entirely volunteer operated and funded. We've been at the leading edge of demonstrating people-powered new media for over 7 years. We're for real - and we'd love to have you stick around and become part of the effort.

So pop over to Whole Wheat Radio and listen to a song or two -- leave a comment here or on my Facebook page and tell me what you heard. If you're in the mood, go ahead and tell me: Was it new to you? Did you like it? Your comment is your entry in our drawing for one of two CDs. That's it -- you'll be helping to support the heroes of independent music world and you may even find a new website to bookmark.

Link: Whole Wheat Radio

Picture Perfect

When I met Craig back in 1977, this was the picture hanging in his bedroom.





Craig had ordered the print (Gray and Gold - by John Rogers Cox) when he was a teenager - because he loved the look of it.

We both grew up in the San Fernando Valley - land of tract homes, swimming pools and cinder block walls -- light years away from this landscape we call home here in Cottonwood. Sometimes we wonder how we ended up here. Maybe it was dumb luck or maybe that picture Craig chose thirty-five years ago set the whole thing in motion.

When we look out from our back patio on days like this, it sure seems like destiny: