Merry Happy Everything!

Posted by John Duggleby on December 25, 2015 in Uncategorized |

xmasChristmas Past: My holiday card from 14 years ago featuring Otis, whom I had just adopted from a rescue group. He’s now gone but lives on in Yuletide spirit today and the other 364.



IMG_5316Christmas Presents: Having our house filled with all of our three kids/spouses and our six newly-hatted grandchildren. Life is good.

Whatever floats your spiritual boat, I wish you tidings of comfort and joy today and throughout 2016.


An egg-cellent article!

Posted by John Duggleby on November 21, 2015 in Music |

Holy tailfeathers! I’m featured in the Nov./Dec. article of Our Wisconsin, a pretty well known and regarded magazine here in Cheeeseland. They took something I’d written on myself (focusing on my singing chicken persona) and edited it, adding even more corny chicken puns than I’d thought of! I have to admire someone with that kind of talent—we’re birds of a feather!ourwis_0001ourwis_0002


Happy HOWL-oween!

Posted by John Duggleby on October 31, 2015 in Books, Otis |

Here are a few personas of my late, great, Otis– Samoyed of 1,000 Disguises. They are from my new book “Oti’s Odyssey: A Rescue Dog’s Tail”. If you’re in interested in a copy of this saga of rescue, rehab and redemption, give a cybershout to me@johnduggleby.com!

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My new book– Oti’s Odyssey: A Rescue Dog’s “Tail”

Posted by John Duggleby on October 21, 2015 in Books, Otis |

OtisOdyssey01 (2)Otis the Samoyed of Destiny has been gone about a year now but his legend lives on– my new book Oti’s Odyssey: A Rescue Dog’s “Tail” has just arrived from the printer! This 36-page true story is a raggedy-paws to riches tale of rescue and redemption for kids of all ages, including those at heart.  If you’ve ever owned, rescued, fostered or just loved a dog, just try resisting this furball.

Copies are $15 including shipping anywhere in the U.S.  Signed copy? No problem!  Contact me@johnduggleby.com and I’ll get you one!

Thanks to everyone– especially supporters of my Kickstarter campaign– who helped make this tribute to animal rescue and fostering a reality!




Not Your Grandfather’s– or Pete Seeger’s– Folk Music

Posted by John Duggleby on September 3, 2015 in Music |

HPIM6977I began my formal performing career at age 11 during the Hootenanny Craze of the 1960s.  I sang and banged percussion in a “baby Kingston Trio” as the opening act of hootenannies that straddled the Mississippi in Iowa and Illinois.  Pretty heady stuff at the time, though I now understand that it was because we were cute more than good.  Our limited repertoire drew from traditional Appalachian and Caribbean fare covered by the likes of Pete Seeger– even Dylan hadn’t yet made a real dent in the genre.  My folk flirtation ended– as did the Hootenanny Craze– with the invasion of this little British combo called The Beatles, and I squandered my teenage years drumming in bad garage bands.

Fast forward: I picked up a guitar at age 30, started writing songs and more recently entering them in contests.  I was recently chosen as a finalist for one held at the Great River Folk Festival in LaCrosse, one of the larger regional events of its kind.  It was one of the first of its ilk I’d attended since my “If I Had a Hammer” days– and my, how things have changed.  For openers, three-chord songs don’t cut it any more.  Even my seven-chord “Dear Mother” sounded rather rudimentary next to the studied compositions of some competitors.  While I’ve always considered myself more of a lyricist, hearing their licks made me want to check out of life as I know it and immerse myself in music theory classes– and many more hours of practice.  And the festival headliners like instrumental monsters Peter Oshtrushko and Dean Maguire drew inspiration not so much from Pete Seeger as from another outpost in the solar system.

I guess it all boils down to what Louis Armstrong reflected when asked if he played folk music:  “I guess so; I play music for folks.  Ain’t never heard a horse play the trumpet.”  Check out a modern-day folk festival sometime, you may be surprised.  And no, I didn’t win– but I sure learned.


Farm Fresh Summer Music

Posted by John Duggleby on July 9, 2015 in Music |

11667465_864831736905082_2862643947065554458_n[1]Who needs your name in lights when you can have it in chalk?  I’ve been a negligent blogger lately because I’ve been busy and happy playing farmers markets and other outdoor venues during this glorious, always too brief Cheeseland summer.  There have also been other distractions, like my daughter’s wedding 12 days ago.  My sets lately are heavy on farms, food and summer, a holy trinity lacking only beer (which also sneaks into my repertoire).  Wherever you are, support your local food producers– and have their markets contact me for tasty entertainment!


Long Live the King

Posted by John Duggleby on May 16, 2015 in Me, Music |

There aren’t many people who are instantly tagged by their initials, but the King of the blues, B.B., is certainly one of them.  But it wasn’t always that way.  Slamming around in teenage garage bands in the Sixties, like most kids, I knew nothing about “real” blues– the kind played by black people before I was born– until white guys like Eric Clapton started covering them.  I’d never heard of B.B. King until The Beatles name-checked him on a song from their “white album,” but he and others like Muddy Waters and John Lee Hooker soon got a boost from the Caucasian rock gods who revered them.

I found out for myself when I bought his 1971 “Live at Cook County Jail” album.  B.B. caressed his “Lucille” like Count Basie played piano; they both knew that what you didn’t play was as important as what you did.  And could the guy entertain!  He wrung every pang of heartache, hope and even comedy from songs like “How Blue Can You Get?”:

I gave you a brand new Ford,                                                                                      

and you said, “I want a Cadillac”

I gave you a ten-dollar dinner,                                                                              

and you said, “Thanks for the snack”                                                                     

I let you live in my penthouse,                                                                                

and you said it was just a shack                                                                                 

I gave you seven children,                                                                                      

and now you want to give them back!

I final got to see B.B. about 35 years ago at the Chicago Jazz Festival.  The evening kicked off with the Kansas City All Stars, a red-hot combo of old alums from Basie bands.  Then this ensemble stayed on and backed B.B. for a fusion of his music and theirs like I’d never heard from the Blues Boy.  Even though in his 50s by now, B.B practically burst the seams of his sportcoat with passiona, foot-stamping and pounding one fist into another open palm when not coaxing Lucille.  Then, he and the All Stars remained on stage to back– are you ready– Ella Fitzgerald.  This combination almost levitated the audience into Lake Michigan.  If I’ve ever witnessed more musical magic, I can’t remember when.

I saw B.B. once more 15 years ago at the Madison Blues Festival.  I have to say it: he was clearly past his prime, weakened by the diabetes he’d been fighting for years.  Though still palm-pounding, the blues colossus now had to sit much of his set, and short workouts on Lucille were mixed with long dialogues and audience participation numbers.  The crowd loved it, but as a musician I recognized this as set padding– this guy was obviously tired.  To me, the performance was a swan song for a 74-year-old legend about to enter retirement.

Imagine my surprise when B.B. continued touring almost nonstop right up to the end, as eternal as the blues themselves.  Despite his illness, he cheerfully barnstormed until 89, doing what he– and we– loved.  I can’t make any waves in  the ocean of tributes to this former Mississippi sharecropper that have poured forth sharecropper poured, except to add my voice to the chorus– long live the King!


Mission Accomplished: Oti’s Odyssey: A Rescue Dog’s “Tail” Will Be Published!

Posted by John Duggleby on May 2, 2015 in Books, Otis, Uncategorized |

Thanks so much (and a huge “AROOO!!” from Otis beyond the Rainbow Bridge) to everyone who pledged to my Kickstarter campaign to publish my book Oti’s Odyssey: A Rescue Dog’s “Tail” .  Because of overwhelming response and generosity, I can include more pages in the book, and print it in a larger format than I’d originally planned.

I will probably print few copies beyond those to fulfill my Kickstarter pledges, but I can still take advance orders if you’re interested.  Cost is $20 for a book and “I (heart) Otis” bumper sticker, with free shipping anywhere within the U.S. postal system.  Just contact me@johnduggleby.com and we’ll make it happen!


No Fooling: I’ve Launched a Dog Book on Kickstarter!

Posted by John Duggleby on April 1, 2015 in Uncategorized |

bookcoverToday may be April Fool’s Day, but I kid you not: I just launched a Kickstarter campaign to fund my new book, Oti’s Odyssey: A Rescue Dog’s “Tail.”   Otis along with his littermates and parents was abused neglected and left for dead—then dramatically rescued, fostered and adopted to my family to become a therapy dog, Lands End catalog model, movie star, parade attraction, and in general fluffy goodwill ambassador for almost 14 years.  Oti’s Odyssey is his own “first pooch” account of his dramatic rescue, recovery and years as a poster pup for animal rescue.  It’s written as a children’s book, but is a tribute to dogs and their humans—especially rescuers– everywhere.

After publishing eight children’s books through the traditional route, I’m going do-it-yourself for the first time via Kickstarter.  For the uninitiated, it’s a site for funding of worthy independent creative projects, and you can find mine via this link:


If you agree that “Dog” is “God” spelled backwards, I hope you’ll check out my Kickstarter campaign to help Oti’s legacy bark on!   And if you know of any other dog lovers who might be interested in this book, please spread the word!



I Missed “Don’t Miss”

Posted by John Duggleby on March 5, 2015 in Music |

linkcatA friend just told me something I hadn’t realized:  The South Central Library System’s online LinkCat (representing almost 50 Cheeseland atheneums) included my album Better Late Than Never on their February “Don’t Miss” musical list.  I’m sandwiched in between The Best of Blue Note (the likes of Thelonius Monk, Miles Davis, John Coltrane and Norah Jones) and Beyoncé.  You could say I’m straddling the gap between sublime and ridiculous.

If you’re in Southern Wisconsin you can put a hold on the one copy in circulation, but you’ll have to be patient.  Believe it or not, the CD is checked out (no, not by me) and someone else is waiting for it.  Or you can listen to it online through https://soundcloud.com/duggleby  OR, you can order your very own copy from me for a measly $12 plus $3 shipping.  If that rings your chimes, contact me@johnduggleby.com and we’ll make it happen!

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