A Tribute to Wes Wehmiller

It was easy for me to assume that I knew Wes. We shared a lot. We went to the same school, played in the same band, asked the same existential questions. (more…)

Three years ago, I left Kansas for California, taking with me only what I could squeeze into my rusty-but-trusty hatchback. (more…)

Having known Wes for fifteen years makes picking out a single standout memory difficult, if not impossible. The one thing that I keep coming back to, when I think of Wes, is how I grew as a bassist just by knowing him, being around him, watching him play, and feeling the depth of his musicality. (more…)

Although we had been in contact more recently, the last time I saw Wes in person was in 1994. (more…)