Vicki Pompea
 Folksinger & Songwriter

Well, this is it... So many years with such slow progress, but I hit a milestone (no, it didn’t hurt... much).  

The recording for my album is done. There’s a little bit editing to do.  Then the songs need to…

Folks have asked about my home studio setup. There's nothing very expensive –  here are the deets:

The room:  I got some moving blankets from Harbor Frieght (on sale, they are really inexpensive) and hung them to minimize sound reflections…

I sat down with David Coile for a short interview for his podcast "Raw Songwriting"  "Raw" meaning 1st draft, In progress,  not entirely cooked. It's looking at the process of songwriting, not just the song.

It dropped recently, but it…

There's an old joke about guitar players always wanting 1 more guitar. Well, it's true. Sort of. I don't need any more guitars. I own 7 and some have been unplayed for quite a while.But I love how every guitar…

"Creativity ...  It's vital. It's the way we heal each other." That caught my attention, I skipped back in the podcast to hear Ethan Hawke's TED talk Give Yourself Permission to be Creative (note: video link).

I listen to quite…

Just a quick note to let you know I'm still here. I should have a really clever analogy related to "hibernation" "treading water" or "lurking." I'm writing songs, performing when asked, and (not so) secretly longing for another guitar (always)…

My Facebook post about luthier Wayne Henderson started getting very long, so I cropped and posted there, and I kept on writing to post here...

A luthier (/ˈluːtiər/ LOO-ti-ər) is someone who builds or repairs string instruments generally…

I’m late. Isn’t it strange how hard it is to walk into a room after everyone is settled and the presentation has started. The longer it takes to walk through the door, the harder it gets.  If you can relate…

Most days I wake up with a song in my head - but I prefer to think that it is in my heart.  Something like Livingston Taylor's "Never Lose Hopet" or Ingred Michaelson's "Be OK" propels me out of bed…

Gulp. Can't believe how long it's been since I've said "Howdy."  I performed this summer at the farmer's market and got to see some of you.  But to tell the truth, I've been swamped - thigh deep in mud -…