When I was a teenager in Chicago, we'd play music at parties. Kids would gather around someone with a guitar and we'd sing the popular songs of the day, mostly folk songs. It was nothing odd or unusual. It was how we would entertain ourselves. With the electronic age, I am afraid that this kind thing does not happen as much anymore. I am fortunate that my home has been filled with music. My kids, Charlie and Jessica, learned the piano when they were little, both sing and Charlie plays the bass and guitar. Several of my friends play and sing. When we have parties, the guitars come out, percussion instruments are passed around and we make music. There is nothing better.

Home, family and music are the focus of my life. The songs on Home is Where the Music Plays paint a bit of a picture of this life I live with in a beautiful community at the base of Boney Mountain fifty miles north of Los Angeles, California.