It’s been a crazy few years of change.  After much soul searching, fact finding and cash stashing I reduced my belongings, packed up my sailboat Coyote and set course for the Keys.  I’ve had the joy, pain, work and play of a lifetime since that you can check out on my rolling Facebook blog;

After a 2 month exploratory trek down the ICW I landed in Marathon FL. for about 4 months, 2 jobs and a few gigs.  Loved it…recommend it for a nice laid back casual oceanic experience.  But when things thinned a bit I ended up sliding Coyote and Captain down to Key West for a new day job and a good bit more playing.  Come check me out in Old Town with artist such as Robert Douglas and Jack Wolf and the Howlers.  There is much nectar to be eked on this here rock.  K’Weird, I’ve come for your booty, Arrr!

Skiff heading for Marathon 1-16

…One Step Ahead of the Jailer…


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Son of a Sailor MP3



Gig’n off the Coyote

Ahoy!  I finally had a gig out of town that was doable for sailing in and out of with the Coyote.  The idea being I could actually load off and back on the sailboat after making passage that day.  I gathered up some winter clothes and with a last minute call to my good friend Shawn off we went for a nice weekend camp on the water.  The sail was a bit intense on the way down. I surfed a few 5 foot breaking waves as we passed onto the bay from the Patapsco (Balt harbor) . That’s a rush I’ll tell ya.  It’s sheer freedom and a realistic commune with nature. It was chilly but not any chillier than sit in the bleachers. I love that word; bleachers…it just screams skin cancer… any way, I digress … I brought my practice amp we hauled it up about four blocks to the gig. I know I know…thats a cake walk compared to a gig in the big Apple…yada. The show @The Rockfish was great, I never saw so many fancy dresses and $1000 shoes in one drunken roadhouse, haha. Dem Guise w/ Mitch Morel and co. layed down some good rock and funky jams once we got the “big ball” roll’n.   Naptown is pretty frick’n cool. I highly recommend it as a nice quaint party town.  Over-all;mission successful with more to come.

Skiffy Fall Catcher Upper

Hello there Peoples of the Inter-web!
First, let me ask you to please mash the “like” button on my FB page
Don’t you wish FB had a “Not So Much” button  (:+?
     As those close to me know my life kinda got tossed in the food processor this year and it kinda came out looking like …well…scrapple.
So being the ‘if the Glass is half full …then just add ice and liquor and call it a party” kinda guy I’m just roll’n with it.
I see it all not as fate but a challenge and exercise.
It feels like life is playing chicken with me and I ain’t blinked yet…dang it!
     I’ve been meaning to post more on here but I was caught up in my shizzle until my PR mentor/media wiz/drink’n buddy James Rasp  reminded me what a lazy bastard I was, to stop moaping and get off my ass.  Thanks Rasp!   You can also look on wikipedia under ‘jack ass’ and find him.  haha  (You’ll find me under ‘rat bastard‘)
     I’ve spent a lot of time over the last month ‘wood shed’n’ for the new group I joined HoneyPump.
It has been a pleasure so far working with this band of pros.  It was no small task for my old brain to get the 50 or so tunes these guys play up to par.  This group that has been around for 15 years and play a variety of tunes.  I forgot how trick the bass line for ‘hotblooded’ was…etc.  I love ’70s rock like no other.
My Brother Mike came home from Austin, TX for a week.  He usually comes in to see the leaves change.  Always great to see him.  While out here we went out to see my recently deseased brothers family and visit the site of the motorcycle crash that took his life.
The scene was so peaceful and frankly so absorbant of your attention we all agreed that he must have just got distracted by the beauty of his last moments.  I drank a beer he had hand crafted, let one tear slip and said goodbye one more time.
The yellow arrow makers were not there at the time.
I’ve been doing a lot a “sail theropy” lately.  There is nothing like the wind carrying you away into your own boundless world.  I was able to slip in a sail before I got The Coyote secured for hurri’cn Sandy.
As I motored out of Old Road Bay the morning sky gave me a gentle clue as to the impending weather;
Sandy’s Morn’n Warn’n Halo
Now that things are, hopefully starting to settle down in the Skiffy Camp I’m getting back on track for my solo video.  The goal was to have it finished by today but hey like Paul Mason would say “We shall sell no wine before it’s time”  In my case the wine is Mad Dog but, hey, you work with what you got.
Please come look for my dates here on and like me on Facebook because appearently that is how the game is played these day.  I guess it beats a hot stick in the eye.  haha
All the Best,

Skiff Live at Ceolta’s

Here is a teaser of me playing Folsom Prison Blues at The Thatch in Ceolta’s in Harrisburg on March 23.  I am there this Friday, April 6 so come check me out!   Let me know what you think on my facebook page

and we are live!

I would like to introduce you to my newly reworked web site!

The past few months I have been working with photographer/director James Rasp ( who has mentored me toward a more productive and consise web based promotion and branding. (he likes working with the digitally handicapped…haha)  There is a whole new layout with a few new photos and links with much more yet to come!  I have a newly bought vidi-cam to start posting gig videos and pics.  Thanks for everyones support of me as I return to playing music full time again for the first time in over 12 years.

If you get a chance please come check out the site regularly and shoot me and email to say hi so I can add you to my weekly spam list.  Sorry Facebook hounds you will get ‘spammered’ on a more daily basis.  If you havent already, check out my facebook music page, and make sure to like it!
Thanks to all the firends and family that have supported me.  You are the reason it is so rewarding.  You are the inspiration through this challenging but exhilaration and life changing transition.

Peace and Love to my beautiful peps,
Jon Skiff