This Is What Growing Up Feels Like (And Why It Kinda’ Sucks)

I’ve spent a fair dose of my twenties and thirties clinging to adolescent joys like making records, playing rock shows, and drinking beer, all while holding down a semi-respectable day job. For a while there, I had a pretty decent balance. Between October 2003 – December 2005, I released three LPs and two EPs, and…

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Christmas In 2:03

I’ve spent a lot of time recording, but I’m pretty sure this one takes the cake: thirteen months of studio time for two minutes and three seconds of song. That’s right. I’ve been tracking this bad boy for over a year, recording, re-recording, adding and subtracting, then tweaking each of the twenty-four tracks, nudging levels,…

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Twenty-four Hours Of “Twilight”

The red eye may be as close as we get to time travel. Without it, there’s far less of a chance that I would have volunteered to fly to Los Angeles for twenty-four hours (well, 12 in the air, and 12 in L.A., anyway). What would motivate such a trip at the end of a…

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Sometimes I Wish I Was An Academic

Just days after graduating from Syracuse, I took two of my most beloved professors, Bob Gates and Tobias Wolff, to lunch to quiz them on the pros and cons of academia. I loved college. I loved the lectures, the discussions, the reading and writing. I loved all the newness, excitement of ideas, and that sometimes…

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Official “Live At Rockwood Music Hall” Track Listing & Art

I’m sure you’ve already marked your calendar. And, in the event you live somewhere other than New York, I’m sure you’ve already booked your travel. “Live At Rockwood Music Hall” will be released on Wednesday, November 19th at (get this) Rockwood Music Hall. It’s gonna’ be a big rock show featuring all the musicians who…

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Yes

At 10:59 tonight, the crowd 29-stories below my office window began counting down as if it was New Years Eve. At 11:00, Charlie Gibson called California for Barack Obama, then projected his victory. Which is when the cheering began. Over two hours later, they’re still cheering. My mother still talks about shaking President John F.…

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Ain’t That America

It hasn’t been until pretty recently that I even began to consider “The American Dream.” I dunno’, maybe I was too young, too single, had nothing invested or at stake. The older I get, though, and the more historical storms I weather (September 11, The Invasion Of Iraq, Hurricane Katrina, etc), the more I’ve come…

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Five Boroughs In 4:25:01

I don’t care if I ingest another PowerGel for as long as I live. Or Gatorade. Or Cliff Bar. Heck, I could even go without Gummy Bears (at least for a few weeks). Yesterday was my ninth New York City Marathon. Over the course of all that running (1,194 miles in 113 races alone, to…

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