Steve's Music Place

As Promised on my home page, we’ll uncover the mysteries of the musical connections in my family.

 

There are no stars in my family to claim, so I’ll just give you our musical interests.  My grandmother, Hedvig Andersen, was from Denmark. She played piano and was the church organist in my hometown of Redfield South Dakota. My earliest  remembrances  of her music was listening to her play her piano in her living room  when we came to visit from California while my dad was in the Navy. Sh...

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Today is my youngest child's birthday, Stephanie Carol Andersen. She turned 23 today (not much of child anymore).  The youngest of 4. She has one older brother, John, and two older sisters, Marnie and Alaina. All the girls are ,of course, "Daddy's little girls", no matter how old they are.
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Memorial Day Week end

The holiday

Memorial Day was originally set aside to honor the members of the armed forces who paid the ultimate price for our freedom.   The origin holiday was Decoration Day that began shortly after the American Civil War. It became a national holiday in 1971. The last Monday in May is designated as Memorial Day.

Gateway to summer

Although summer doesn’t officially start until the Summer Solstice on June 21^st,  Memorial Day is considered the kick-off of the summ...

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As promised on the cover page:

THE BEGINNINGS

 

 

I began playing the guitar in Evansville Indiana. Teaching myself and learning folk music.

In the early fall of 1963, during football practice, I would often take my guitar to school and practice in the laundry room where I worked for the athletic department as a student manager (a glorified name for “water boy”). I tried out for football as a freshman but I was so small that the coach made me a student manager, and it paid my tuition...

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RUB A DUB DUB, THREE MEN IN A TUB

A memorable fishing trip with Vic

 

A true story by Steve Andersen & Vic Brockenborough

 

I’m sharing the credit for this story with Vic for several reasons.  One , he reminded me of the incident.  Another, I didn’t want to take all the blame for my stupidity myself.   The third fellow in the boat with us that day,  was Wayne McCormick.  (Maybe we should just blame it all on him since he can’t defend himself here!!!!)……….Sure, why not?  All t...

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FAERY MUSIC

A true story by Steve Andersen

 

 

Several years ago, I had the opportunity to play folk music with Nancy Vivolo. Nancy was Karen’s former sister-in-law who lives in Port Angeles, Washington.  Nancy was host of a folk music venue in Port Angeles much like the venue I was hosting in Kent.   We played concerts at each others venues.  We soon started playing music together around the Port Angeles area. Nancy is a gifted song writer and was very good about getting musical gigs...

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I changed my banner and ridded myself of the alien flower. (maybe I should have kept it).
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The flower on my site banner is probably an "Alien" from who ever or whatever dropped me off.

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A true story (I think) by Steve Andersen

 

I was born in Redfield South Dakota on November 14^th 1947.  I know this even though I have no memory of this time in my life.  I have proof though; photos, witnesses in my family (cousins, aunts, uncles, etc.)  Besides, it says so on my birth certificate.

 

My first recollection is actually about three years later.  I was suddenly standing in the middle of the street, in front of our house in Richmond, California. Richmond is located somewhere...

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