WALSTRUM – Sally (USA) “Come to the Library Blues” (BHS3)

WALSTRUM – Sally (USA) “Come to the Library Blues” (BHS3)

One thing I love about teaching at Hip Harp Academy is getting to see the “Final Beginning Projects” that each student does. This is a culmination of Sally Walstrum’s experience in the Blues Harp-Style class – and this is just the beginning! This post is from a series...
BARNABY – Jade (Australia) “Storage Room Blues” (BHS3)

BARNABY – Jade (Australia) “Storage Room Blues” (BHS3)

One thing I love about teaching at Hip Harp Academy is getting to see the “Final Beginning Projects” that each student does. This is a culmination of Jade Barnaby’s experience in the Blues Harp-Style class – and this is just the beginning! This post is from a series...
KING – Kathy (USA) “Fairy Tale Princess Blues” (BHS3)

KING – Kathy (USA) “Fairy Tale Princess Blues” (BHS3)

One thing I love about teaching at Hip Harp Academy is getting to see the “Final Beginning Projects” that each student does. This is a culmination of Kathy King’s experience in the Blues Harp-Style class – and this is just the beginning! This post is from a series...
CONNELLY – Cath (Australia) “I Need Twelve Bar Blues” (BHS3)

CONNELLY – Cath (Australia) “I Need Twelve Bar Blues” (BHS3)

One thing I love about teaching at Hip Harp Academy is getting to see the “Final Beginning Projects” that each student does. This is a culmination of Cath Connelly’s experience in the Blues Harp-Style class – and this is just the beginning!...
MUELLER – Nicole (Germany) “Those Bluesy Days”– (BHS3)

MUELLER – Nicole (Germany) “Those Bluesy Days”– (BHS3)

One thing I love about teaching at Hip Harp Academy is getting to see the “Final Beginning Projects” that each student does. This is a culmination of Nicole Mueller’s experience in the Blues Harp-Style class – and this is just the beginning! In...
How My Dad Sang at His Own Funeral

How My Dad Sang at His Own Funeral

I share this photo and rewrite this blogpost every Father’s Day.  It’s one of the only pictures I have of me and my Dad, and it’s on the day of his second wedding. Decades later, I would accompany my father as he sang at his own funeral – and...