After A Gig ~ by Katrina Curtiss ~ 4.25.2022
Katrina in Bulverde 2019
A concrete world, neon flashing lights, Deep fried dainties on a Saturday night.
Banjo Basura © ~ Katrina Curtiss 8.1.21
Banjo Basura 8.1.21
Basura Cat said, “Oh don’t ya know, I am going to play the ol’ banjo!” “I’ll wag my tail to keep beat, use my claws as picks, that will be really neat.”
Playing The Guitar Is Hard ~ Katrina Curtiss 3/28/2021
My Two Loves ~ Basura & Guitar 3:28:2021
My students come to learn to play, They must also practice everyday. They cast their eyes down to the ground, When they play and make an awful sound. Did you practice? I ask of them, As they try to play the piece over again. A few minutes here, a few…
Sharing My Conversation With My Little Neighbor Guitar Wonder Boy ~ 2/28/2021
Him: “Hey Katrina!!!” Me: (thinking Curses, I’ve been spotted) He rides his skateboard up my driveway Him: “So, I got a family acoustic guitar, but it only had two strings. Me: (Imagining this small boy with a large acoustic guitar) Him: “So, I used the electric guitar strings that you…
I Wish You Enough ~ Katrina Curtiss 1/23/2021
This week while skimming social media, I came across a short piece called, “I Wish You Enough.” When I read the story, it made me sit and ponder life. The many times that the casual “good-bye” was an actual final “good-bye.” "I Wish You Enough," was featured in a “Chicken Soup…
Marcia Rose ~ My Forever Friend ~ Katrina Curtiss 1/9/2021
Taking a break from the chaos in the world, I keep up my daily phone calls with my forever friend, Marcia Rose. Marcia has been battling Lyme Disease for the last 15 years, it hit her brain, for lack of medical terms, slowly she has lost the use of her…
The Boy Who Lives Across The Street ~ Katrina Curtiss 12/29/2020
The Boy Who Lives Across The Street 12:29:2020
Sitting on the porch, drinking coffee, watching the day go by, the dull sounds of an electric guitar playing the intro to 7 Nation Army. Thinking to myself, “How cool, someone got a bass guitar for Christmas.” Then random notes played on higher strings, “Oh cool, someone got an electric…
The Christmas Cello ~ Katrina Curtiss 12/24/2020
The Christmas Cello 12 24 2020
It’s a quiet Christmas Eve morning, Sofia doing her thing, me, mine, Basura Cat sleeping in the windowsill. A text from my adopted family, “Are you busy?” First thought was about seeing anyone during the Pandemic, during the season of gathering. First a stop by my adopted nieces, the girls…
All I Wanted For Christmas Was A Drum ~ Katrina Curtiss 12/15/2020
The Little Drummer Girl 12 15 2020
One year when I was young, all I wanted for Christmas was a drum. My mom said, “Only boys play the drums.” My argument was that Karen Carpenter of The Carpenters played the drums. My mom refused to budge on her belief, which sent me to the street to play…
My Relationship With Helen Reddy ~ by Katrina Curtiss 9/30/2020
When I was 15, finally getting my hands on a long desired guitar, everyone was surprised that I could also sing. How this came about was thanks to a guitar teacher who insisted that I sing along with the songs he was teaching me. Me, not knowing better and out…