Category Archives: Writing

Validation

Posted on March 24, 2015 by Ron Giesecke

I see Tech 21 managed to hear about the supreme nether-lout arresting the control from me to review the new OMG/Richie Kotzen pedal.  I love the fact that somebody alerted them before even I could.  Either that makes me a … Continue reading →

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Richie Kotzen better give me credit for that girth feature, or I’m gonna go vertical up in here

Posted on March 24, 2015 by Ron Giesecke

I just spent all night, sitting up and seeding Richie Kotzen’s  Live from Sao Paulo into my torrent uploader.  I’m a spiteful wraith. That’s right, people.  Surely you don’t think the toxic, infernal underpinnings that brought you the Kardashian family … Continue reading →

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Forgiveness

Posted on March 18, 2015 by Ron Giesecke

I say forgive–and then forget but I aint learned to do it yet you’d think I’d know by now . . . I know just how to hurt someone been on both sides of that gun– pulled the trigger anyhow … Continue reading →

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Oficina G3, and the Portuguese rabbit hole of indifference

Posted on February 16, 2015 by Ron Giesecke

Of all the hair-brained schemes I’ve concocted, the one I am about to lay out is the one that makes the least sense to people. This one seems to supersede: 1) Donning an ape suit and attempting to foment a Bigfoot … Continue reading →

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The roller-coaster conundrum

Posted on February 16, 2015 by Ron Giesecke

I’ve no idea how many times in my life I’ve encountered the euphemistic term, “roller-coaster ride,”—as applied to the moments in life that tend to come as alloyed nostalgias and hybrid heartbreaks. You know the tired old bromide, “life is … Continue reading →

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Chuck Taylors, ukuleles, and my own sanity.

Posted on October 11, 2014 by Ron Giesecke

I really wish I was a one-note samba.  I mean it.  I wish I had one ability, one passion, one benevolent, artistic master to which I paid supplication and deference. But that isn’t me.  One minute I’m a blogger.  The … Continue reading →

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My favorite guitar solo of all time

Posted on September 18, 2014 by Ron Giesecke

Growing up in a varied and independent pentecostal/charismatic circle of spiritual youth-rearing had many cool side-effects.  Not the least of which was the ability to pursue music that was loud, melodic and passionate. At age thirteen, I bought my first … Continue reading →

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Finally, the step out . . .

Posted on September 8, 2014 by Ron Giesecke

I have this friend named Stu, who told me his conversations go like this: “I’m headed to work today. Can’t wait to get there.” “Why, what are you going to do?” “Play Ukulele all day, and you?” This doesn’t necessarily … Continue reading →

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Get to history class with Doctor Who! And DON’T be TARDIS!

Posted on August 28, 2014 by Ron Giesecke

As parents who took the active and on-purpose step of homeschooling their children, one becomes acutely aware of the creative permutations available in the process; there are brilliant thinkers out there, finding ways to hack the process into something far … Continue reading →

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Yosemite, Half Dome and other rock giants

Posted on August 19, 2014 by Ron Giesecke

Off to presumably scale Half Dome tomorrow. Then, on saturday night, I’m sitting in on an acoustic show with Mr. Big lead singer, Eric Martin for a couple of songs. Apparently he likes the undiluted gravitas, star power and overall … Continue reading →

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