I recently discovered Shirley Scott’s music, which was long overdue. Let's dive into why Ms. Scott turned my ears. She may turn yours, too.

My goal is to shine a light on the women who have created beautiful music and moved me in some way. I hope they move you, too.

You never know when new song ideas strike. For this spark, I was parked at the piano. With no agenda.

I love blues jams and learning new songs. But I wanted something more. I found just the right place.

It’s no joke. There’s no punchline. Here’s how this unexpected trio united in an unexpected place.

There’s no doubt Chess Records is historic. But Willie Dixon’s Blues Garden next to it is living history.

I took a weeklong “staycation” in Chicago. These adventures capture what I adore about this great city.

The magic of a blues jam is you never know who might show up. B.L.U.E.S. Etc. was no exception.

Music takes you to unexpected places. It also has a way of bringing us together. Meet Brian Robinson.

I learned a ton as an NCAA walk-on athlete. That big stage was just what I needed to tackle any stage.

My first blues jam was intimidating. Good thing a blue-collar buddy had my back the next go ‘round.

Dear God, forgive me. I have sinned. It was 30+ years ago, but let's clear the air now.

It’s 1988. I followed my heart and kept running. I also followed a TR-808 beat and met a new friend.

I wanted no part of a new school. Good thing I met a cast of characters who shared my old-school ways.

This wasn’t a cipher pitting MC vs. MC. This was a mustang’s horsepower up against a boombox’s will.

The boombox was my generation’s jukebox. Meet my most memorable boomboxes.

The top spot feels good. Losing doesn’t. Both taught me lessons in my early days of running and music.

There is nothing like the sun, sand, and a soundtrack to lift the spirits of a child in the 1970s.