Bryan Reeves 
“Man, during your concert … I wasn’t in prison.” —- Spoken by an inmate at Terminal Island Prison after Here II Here’s acoustic performance As we approached Terminal Island, I was oddly nervous. I normally get a bit nervous before most performances – concerned how many people would show up, will the sound system
Have you read this book? Three Cups of Tea by Greg Mortenson. Riveting. I cried before I got even halfway through … and my most recent former girlfriend will insist I never cry. A true story about Greg, who, near death, takes the “wrong” path descending a Himalayan mountain; a “wrong” turn that changes
Last weekend, we performed 2 consecutive nights at “Harmony Festival”, perhaps northern California’s most important music festival all year. We had been hearing about it for months, and people kept telling me, “you’ve just GOTTA meet Debra Giusti, the founder of Harmony. She’ll love you guys!” Although Harmony Fest didn’t even know us 2
Our adorable Durango Tour Vehicle, parked beside a 4-ft bonsai tree ….. just kidding. We did something crazy powerful the other night while driving 8 hours from San Francisco to Ojai, CA. …. no, we didn’t lift a car off a trapped goat. This was even more powerful. We’ve been talking for over a year
“You can’t make $200,000 a year doing a $10 an hour job.” Carole King’s touring guitarist recently smacked me in the face with that idea. Pardon the name dropping, but it just makes the story so much more fun for me to tell. His name is Curtis, and he’s a beautiful human being. And its
When people hear that we’re on a 6-month (or more) tour, between exasperated breaths they often ask, “Do any of you have families back home?” Each of us is coming to this experience in different circumstances. Edwin left his amazing new wife, Lisbeth, back in Miami. She came with us last year on our 2-month
We crested the mountain highway pass, heading deeper into British Columbia wilderness, and found ourselves driving right into a blizzard. We had just left a fine, crisp Vancouver late-April morning; where did this blizzard come from? Day 101. We were going to Kelowna, BC, the apex of our 6 month West Coast tour begun in
You think you control your car when you drive?? Wrong. I was in a car in Egypt years ago when the steering wheel literally separated from the front wheel axle, sending us crashing at 60 mph into the steel median beam. That steering wheel spun like a top. We don’t control anything … we only
Warning: If you’re uncomfortable exploring a straight man’s thoughts on nudity and penises – and you don’t like to be uncomfortable, stop reading. Some might find this rather “spiritually incorrect”; all the more reason to let it all hang out … so to speak. On my recent break from the HERE II HERE “Waking Journey”
Here’s one simple, powerful exercise we do every time we get in the Durango to drive to a new city. We go around our circle and simply say what we are grateful for. Everything and anything comes up – the delicious organic chocolate chip cookie I just ate; the wondrously green hills whizzing by breathtaking