Author Archives: Scott

A Massachusetts native, Scott graduated Magna Cumme Laude from the University of Massachusetts Lowell with a degree in Sound Recording Technology with an Emphasis in Performance. He studied the drumset and percussion under the auspices of Jeff Fischer (Boston Ballet; Boston Lyric Opera Company) and the legendary Fred Buda (Boston Pops; Boston Ballet). He has performed as a drummer and singer in bands and ensembles of many styles. Prior to working with the Annie Moses Band, Scott had worked extensively in theatre (Zeiterion Theatre, New Bedford, MA; Trinity Repertory Company, Providence, RI) and had been living in Brooklyn, NY working as a freelance audio engineer in audio post-production. Scott enjoys whiskers on kittens and long moonlit walks on the beach. He now resides in Nashville, TN and is still trying to make the transition from Yankee to Southerner.

Drive-By Shooting Pt. 3

On our way back to the eastern US, we had a little stop over in Nashville before heading out to North Carolina, then over to Hazzard, KY, and up to Jonestown, PA, where we witnessed our first snow of the season; a Hollywood type, fat-flaked, slow-falling, moon-twinkling snow.  In the beginnings of a tradition, it [...]

Don’t Fence Me In

I’d like to take some time today to provide a brief history and analysis of continental land navigation. I know that sounds like a fancy, Ivy League master’s thesis, but what it means, simply, is, “How did we get heeyah from theeyah?”  At least that’s how you would say it if it was your thesis [...]

Drive-By Shooting Pt. 2

Last time, our hearty heroes had crested the mountains on the west end of Montana making a break for the edge of Idaho. It was so exciting that I dozed off as we exited Montana and arrived in the narrow northern area of Idaho. I awoke just in time to grab a shot [...]

Drive-By Shooting pt. 1

Hello again, loyal View enthusiasts (Hi Mom!). It’s been awhile since my last post. Maybe you’ve noticed. I am a year older (almost) and a year… well, not wiser, but suffice to say I will be wary of devouring, in one sitting, a whole bag of Cheetos and unnamed amounts of gas station-procured [...]

At the Car Wash

It wasn’t that our valiant white steed was dirty. Someone would say, “Looks like your truck needs a wash.” To which I would reply, “No, That’s just our look.”
I relate it to the recent Grammy Awards, when a particular rock group approached the stage to receive their award, and the members of said [...]