Raggin' Piano Boogie


HIS SPIRIT LIVES ON! ... BONER, THE PIANO DOG ... November 27, 1994 ... February 20, 2010

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December 07, 2018

Snow Mountain, Utah

December 07, 2018

Snow Mountain, Utah

We headed back to Las Vegas, I really wasn't ready... the hassle a few days ago helped because now I have a bit of a bad taste in my mouth that will need time to dissipate concerning Zion and then I remembered also, I have no money to stay! Being frugal is now an art for me. In three days I spent $6. Lol, it was for a Subway hoagie. Mo and I stopped at Snow Canyon on the way back. I had absolutely no desire to create music. We hiked and on returning to the truck as often happens, an exchange began with a guy and then the sharing of music began. I improvised for only a minute and thought... "what the hell am I not doing... its a beautiful day, I have time, I'm at Snow Canyon... I must create some music." We drove to the overlook and I got about a half hour in before another vehicle appeared with three guys hanging out. They were blown away because down in the Canyon they had heard the music and it was driving them crazy wondering where it was coming from and then... they spontaneously and synchronistically found us! Thats the way it works and it is a lot of fun, full of wonder and relationship.

December 06, 2018

Hurricane, Utah

For some reason... yesterday did a number on my head as in it twisted me up. I need to remember when I am stimulated, no sleep is needed. I had only six hours yesterday, did all that hiking, dealt with the police and ended up processing some of the pictures until 2am. You would think I would have been exhausted and able to get to bed early? Then, I couldn't sleep so I got back up and wrote a complaint letter to the cops which I decided not to send. You know, nothing is really different... ever. Back when I began the Traveling Piano when it was called Raggin' Piano Boogie in 1987, there were several times I was stopped by police. Once was at a bus/train station. Literally, they thought I must have been crazy doing what I do and held me there for over a half hour trying to find something on me to justify their simple mindedness, lol!

I got a Facebook email from a local Las Vegas television reporter expressing interest in my fundraiser. I called as requested and now we are playing phone tag. It was cloudy today. I did not want to go back to Zion because I'm scared of running into the police again! I tried to get my brake light fixed, it is an electrical problem I'll need to look into when I get back to the city. We found a hiking trail nearby that was just perfect with amazing views! Now, I'm getting some work done on my computer. Tomorrow morning we head back to Las Vegas. Yesterday's peaceful time in the park erased a lot of need for negative thoughts in my head. Today, they have been trying to re-enter but I just don't want them. Negativity can become automatic with my thinking. It can attach itself to everything good. I'll just need to become hyper aware of that, eradicate negativity as much as I can from my being.

December 05, 2018

Zion, Utah

Wow, in Zion National park today I fell into a zen-like state. It was so beautiful, big, magical, stupendous and more. Walking along streams with babbling water. There was practically no one around. We took our time. Climbing down rocks is getting difficult! Ha, I still do it. At a certain point I realized my cell phone was not with me. I was positive that it was when I began on the hike. Then all my coping skills came into play. There was no way I was going to destroy the moment with fear, drama, beating myself up worry that I'm losing my mind, etc... I got back to the truck. It wasn't there. Ok, I resigned myself to walk back through the trail as in, just to the footsteps, do something no matter how little the chance of finding it. We were rarely actually on the trail. We walked along streams through grass and rocks. I shot up a prayer to St. Anthony being conscious of intent. I needed to have 100% belief in my intent that St. Anthony would find the phone for me. It worked! Immediately I got the message. "Its in your backpack."

The park cops interfered with my Zen like day in Zion National park... again! As always, total jerks. My brake tail light went out so that was their excuse to close in on the Traveling Piano man being a possible terrorist. Dic: Do you have any guns in the back? Me: No. ...Dic: Why are you in the park today? Me: To enjoy it? ...As I am looking for my papers in the glove compartment... Dic: Is that a knife I see in there? Me: Come on officer, how threatening can an old guy with a sweet pup and a piano in the back of an old truck look to you? As they held me there for ten minutes looking for trouble so they could search under the tarp... a wild turkey came out of the brush and stood directly in front of the truck. I took a picture of it through the windshield. They could not find anything on me other than the tail light so they had to let me go. I was not going to let them search without a probable cause. This was at the end of the day and it really put a damper on it all. Hate when that happens.

All in all, it was just fantastic and validating of how much I needed to be in nature such as this. Most people have no comprehension of the reality, the beauty that exists in nature here on planet earth so for me to be able to feel the wonder and see it all... I am very blessed, grateful and awe inspired. It was healing in the sense that it opened me up to the grace of God, miracles... they happen in the present moment. So does the crap, like the cops. Learning to live life on life's terms, is a challenge that will go to the grave with me. Thank God not so much for the day but for Zion park and my ability to enjoy.

December 04, 2018

Hurricane, Utah

We drove to Hurricane, Utah today. Mo and I are being treated coincidentally, providentially to the same motel room we were in at this time last year for the same majorly low discounted price. If I think about it, I can cry. I've not been away for over a year. It is so needed! Also, I just need to get out of being on the streets with people living on them all the time. But... I don't know what to do with myself. As I drove today, I was thinking about how Las Vegas like other cities, is now not only rounding up the homeless in preparation to make them wards of the state through profiteering non-profit agencies... they are forcing city residents to not feed or help them by handing out $200 tickets for those caught feeding a homeless person. Not only that, they are creating fear mongering propaganda articles for the media to scare people away from each other. It all makes me as angry as I can get, and so very sad. My tendency is to lash out with a major media blitz of my own asking if we are all going to get fined for smiling at homeless people. Of course there will be no need for concern because they will all either die or become institutionalized, out of sight for the sake of profit. So the answer, just keep doing what I am doing. Whenever possible break the law if I see a need to. I'll keep creating validation and reassurance for everyone I meet through the truth of my spirit and music. If only one person, that is enough. Please help me to continue doing that. PayPal Me for the Traveling Piano

December 03, 2018

Las Vegas, Nevada

It feels very strange on Mondays now. A few months back the sun was so strong I needed an umbrella over the truck. Now, the sun goes down at four and by the time we get to our usual spot, it is pitch black. Also, its cold. A few months ago the temperature was more often than not over a hundred degrees in the dark. Now its dark and cold and also, I have been developing night blindness over the last few years. So... I never used to close my eyes when creating music because I needed to see what is going on around me. Now... it does not matter because I can't see anything either way! A woman came up to say, "when you create music all the angels gather." And that... is why I do what I do in the dark and cold, in the sun and heat, whatever. We were at our Monday night commitment at a place called the field.

December 02, 2018

Las Vegas, Nevada

After spending hours today working intensely to create some semblance of order concerning my raising funds not just to keep going but to live the basic life I presently have, Mo and I took a walk and spent time in a dog park. Getting my head set to go away for a few days this week also consumed time. Then there are many pictures to process, always. I like spending time with myself. With the outside world I see that as I get older, respect from people who do not know me gets less and less. Appearance is what gives many people value and I'm too down to earth to play a game that I am "somebody." So, as I look older and frumpier and fatter and I interact with people who know nothing of my work or accomplishments in life... I'm forced to go inside and find my own self-worth for myself and then continue onward. PayPal Me for the Traveling Piano

December 01, 2018

Las Vegas, Nevada

November flew by faster than any month I can ever remember. It was a beautiful day today and up the street from where I live a fundraiser was happening for homeless teens. Its been awhile since I've spent time with anyone other than the actual homeless on the streets. So, this was fun for a change except for the dodging of people thinking I was there to perform or entertain. I was there because this was in my neighborhood and I wanted to share relationship with people, music being the catalyst. Also, I wanted to contribute to the success of the event even though the people holding the event could not have cared less whether I was there or not, lol. Supporting local neighborhood events is important. Bringing people together is important. Any opportunity for strangers to become less afraid of each other... important. Now what I have to say next... very important.

My funding stopped today. There had been one main contributor for the last two years. The well has run dry. There is no reserve, no external income. I must sustain the ability to share the Traveling Piano without obligation or expectation while paying for living expenses such as rent. More about that can be found on the November 24th blog entry. In any case, please set up a Traveling Piano subscription: Subscription/ Contribution Link. Make a one time contribution: PayPal Me for the Traveling Piano. Contribute via Facebook: Facebook Fundraiser Contact me for other alternatives via my email address found on this link: Contact Me.