I just feel like blogging about one of my regular gigs, in this case a restaurant I play weekly (hopefully, not weakly). Last night at was apparently musician’s night at this restaurant. Two people came in that played guitar and/or sang. As far as I could tell, they didn’t come because they already knew me; it was just serendipity. The first was a young man that commented after he heard a song or two, “That’s a nice sounding Breedlove ya…
My friends and loved ones already know this about me, and probably most following me on Facebook. But I’m going to post this here anyway, since it will help get the word out, and…well, because I can. To steal…uh, appropriate…make that “borrow” a phrase, “It’s my web page, and I can post if I want to.” (Is anyone else hearing Lesley Gore in their head right now?) I am a guitarist/singer available for wedding/event/restaurant entertainment in the Greater Corpus Christi area.…
Larry G. Overton – Thursday, August 27, 2015 Thursday, August 28, 2014. While all this late night/wee hours of the morning stuff was going on with me, Beth was still on call for clients, with a newly arrived apprentice that had yet to meet a single one of her clients. Beth gave Kendra her phone, and took mine, so that they could communicate as needed. That way, if a client called, Kendra would deal with it. I could go…
Larry G. Overton – Wednesday, August 26, 2015 (I’m writing this to tell my story from my perspective. My wife Beth has posted to her website her own story of the events I’m about to recount, so this is my equal time.) Wednesday, August 27, 2014. A lot was going on in our lives. Beth was busy, as always. She was on call for several clients whose babies were due pretty much any time. She maintained her normal schedule…
Today is a special day to me. Yes, it’s Father’s Day, and yes, I am a father. And I look forward to seeing and/or hearing from my kids today. But I’m not thinking of me just now. My own Father, Harlan Gene Overton, was born June 21, 1932, 83 years ago today. He’s been gone now going on 26 years; he died too young at the age of 57 in 1989. But I still think of him, and I…