Chuck Perrin

A few weeks ago I told you about the stroke my dad had. I was with him. I watched it happen. This smart, sensitive man was suddenly plunged into a world that he can no longer completely control. Part of him navigates the minutes, the hours that make up each day . . . taking… [ read more ]

So I finally made time to watch “Inside Job” last night. It was the scariest movie I’ve seen in a very long time. Like those films where you are forced to live thru scene after scene of unspeakably horrible, stupidly sad experiences, and then at the end when you’re thinking “ah, but I somehow made… [ read more ]

I remember it as if it was yesterday – but it was, in fact, 28 years ago. The heat of July was infusing the year’s longest days with steamy blasts of humidity. I was holed up in San Francisco working on a recording of a song I had written called “Malibu Bay” with a couple… [ read more ]