Beej Chaney, always a bold adventurer as a guitarist and performer, had a ritual of swimming in the Pacific Ocean almost daily. The Twin Cities-reared musician did so Sunday around sunset, and his ...
If you haven’t noticed, the title of this column is mis-spelled. It’s purposely called “Striving for Imprefection.” Yes, I – and the editor – are aware of this. Yet, many folks write me to let me ...