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Wake Up, Maggie (I Think I Have Something To Say To You)

Loving music led to playing music led to writing music led to performing music led to recording music. Still, I wouldn’t have bet on this. Tony, Chris, Ryan and I started recording “Forever Young” in February. The record is due in October, and...

Mister Rogers, Jeff Tweedy & Me

It’s been quite the few weeks around here. As more than one person has said, “You delivered two babies in two weeks!” Of course, while I couldn’t be much prouder of “Mister Rogers & Me,” the film doesn’t hold a candle to...

Maggie At Ten (Days)

Maggie slept through her one week birthday (the nerve!), so I decided to celebrate ten days; seemed like a good round number. Anyway, these first few days of Maggie’s life have disabused me of measurements; seconds, minutes, hours all seem to stretch and bend in...

Meeting Maggie

The East River isn’t really a river at all, but a tidal strait between Manhattan and Long Island that, because of tides, appears to flow like one. New York Presbyterian Hospital soars like a great, white sail over the East River. This great, granite sheet spans...