If It Makes You Happy

In college we believed that if we made a good record, people would find it. The music industry would come knockin’. Smokey Junglefrog met its first producer at a campus coffeehouse. As we broke down our equipment from another raucous set of Pixies, REM, and...

May The Circle Be Unbroken

There were four girls in my homeroom named Jenny: Jenny Clarke, Jenny Rexroat, Jenny D’Lucia, and Jenny Ebert. My first public performance was in fifth grade at the Oliver Wendell Holmes Elementary talent show. I sang the theme from ‘The Greatest American...

Hands Down

My optometrist, a sage old character named Dr. Ultrecht, tells me that my contact lenses are starving my eyes of oxygen, and crowding my capillaries. This is little surprise, really, as I have a tendency to wear them for weeks at a time. And so I’m wearing my...

The End Is The Beginning

The annual musical during my first year at Conestoga Senior High School was ‘Pippin.’ I played Pippin. My mother said then, and has said since, that ‘Pippin’ is the story of my life. I think, in its way, it’s the story of all of our...

Smells Like Teen Spirit

I passed a teenager on my street this morning wearing a ‘Corporate Magazines Still Suck’ shirt. His homage to Kurt Cobain was, ironically, handmade with a Sharpie and a Planet Hollywood T-shirt. I had to laugh. This is a kid who was about 8-years-old when...