TOTAL GEEK ALERT! I mention brackets, adhesive and solar panels in this post!. So it’s been 2 years since I purchased my paradise on wheels. What started as an empty cargo van has slowly but surely been transformed into a comfortable living space. After the bed, storage, kitchen set-up, insulation and shelving for a mobile studio, one of the best things I did was to install a solar panel on the top. The initial warnings I received from other vansters and discussion threads

For the past several months, I have been trying my hand at interviewing some of the fascinating and wonderful people that I meet on my travels. Let me say first and foremost that I have a long way to go on my interview skills. I will be the first to admit it. After doing a couple of these, I have realized that I need to be more prepared and do a bit more research when I sit down and interview someone. So far, most of my interviews, like this one, have been spur of the moment

Last night I played a show at Lagunitas Brewery in Petaluma, CA. It is not the most well-behaved and listening crowd. But I love playing there because Lagunitas respects the music and musicians so very much. For example, there was some SNAFU with the booking of the room and the only upgrade was to a luxury suite. No one batted an eye. I only received apologies that I had to wait so long. Respect. It was fortunate that I received the upgrade. In the middle of the show, a tall

In 2003, I went to India. While I was in Varanasi, one of the oldest living cities on Earth, I was asked to write a story for an Italian Yoga magazine about my experience coming to India as a Westerner. I wrote the article and the magazine was never published. So I posted it on my website. Here it is. Enjoy! WINNOWING (Robin's Ashes) I never met Robin Snowden. I don't even know what she looks like and have only met one other person who knows her. Yet, in the bottom of my b

Bonneville Salt Flats, Utah I am heading out, yet again, for the third time this summer, across the Salt Flats and the long stretch of Interstate 80 from Salt Lake to San Francisco through the deserts of Utah and Nevada. Last time that I drove from San Fran to Salt Lake, I decided to take a more obscure route and wound my way through the Southern part of Nevada far from the busy interstate highway and the easily forgotten comforts of late-night truck stops, frequent fuel, hot

My name is Lipbone Redding. I had a job about 20 years ago, but I became a subway musician. Since then, I have traveled as much as possible. Played music as much as possible, read books, written songs and poetry, forged many meaningful and lifelong relationships, become a vegan, I exercise regularly and have transformed into the thing that the establishment fears most: A thinking, compassionate, artistic human being, without a permanent address, who makes a living doing what