Rockaway Beach Or Bust

I’ve lived in New York City for nearly fifteen years, but have only recently begun to gain some sense of its true cultural and geographical diversity. Once again, I spent Sunday morning running the city. Last week, my goal was Hell’s Kitchen to Coney...

Halfway Between The Moon & Me

Lately, it seems like I go weeks without picking up my guitar. Not so these days. On Thursday night at nine o’clock, Chris Abad, Tony Maceli, Ryan Vaughn and I return to Rockwood Music Hall to perform our first prime-time, full-band, full-on rock show in months....

Home Is Where Your Friends Are

God bless The Nadas. First they ask me to contribute a song to their “Crystalline” project, a compilation of Authentic Records’ artists covering The Nadas in honor of the band’s fifteenth anniversary. So I recorded a bang-up version of...

Strong Island

When I went there, anyway, ninety percent of Syracuse University students were from New Jersey, New York City (“The City,” as they presumptuously called it), or Long Island. Now, by 1989, I’d been to New York City to see a few Broadway plays, which...