Somewhere along the way a disconnect has grown between the fans of an artist and the artist herself. The image takes over, we feel entitled to something more than a CD and a great cover photo. We expect them to agree with out politics, live our approved lifestyles, and support our chosen causes. We expect them to be perfect every single day.
Image via Wikipedia When I was in 7th grade at Lakeridge Junior High in Orem Utah I took a music class and discovered the Ukulele. I loved the feel of the strings under my fingers and the sensation of the vibrations traveling through my fingers as I played. That was where my love for touching strings took root. A year later in 1978 I was hanging out with my older …Read the Rest