Archive for December 2003
The New York City Skyline
I walked home from 34th Street last night. It was nearing midnight. Cabs were all occupied. It was clear and cold. A frigid wind was gusting out of the north. The moon was waning. And the New York City skyline was shimmering. It’s so great to be back in the world, to be out the…
Read More“Almost Home” Release Party
I’ve heard it said “Home is where the heart is.” I’ve heard it said that “Home is where your storytelling begins.” For me, home is wherever you are. I am alone in my Hell’s Kitchen apartment. There are three half-packed suitcases strewn around my bedroom. The sink is full of dirty dishes. The fridge is…
Read MoreLivingroom Tour Statistics
And so it is just like you said it would be… I am home. The Sin-e performance was far and away my favorite. Ever. Worthy of great celebration. Which is why it’s 5 a.m. And so it’s all over… for now. Some Livingroom Tour statistics: Start Date: November 19, NYC End Date: December 9, NYC…
Read MoreCleveland “Livingroom Tour” Report
Home, by the grace of God, am I. I left Cleveland yesterday at 12:30. 480 miles later, at a cruising altitude of 4 feet, and an average speed of 75 mph, I crossed the George Washington Bridge — the very bridge I traversed when I moved to Manhattan in 1995 — with the windows down,…
Read MoreIndianapolis “Livingroom Tour” Report
I’m in Cleveland. I have more than 400 miles to cover before rehearsal in NYC, and less than twelve hours to do so. So forgive me my brevity… Indianapolis was great. Many in attendance have known me my whole life. And it was difficult not to crack up every time I looked at John Larkin…
Read More“Almost Home” Indianapolis Hootenanny
I’m in Indianapolis. I’m on again in an hour. Fortunately, I slept in today. Somehow I’ve managed to miss this huge storm system that has the Northeast digging out. Yesterday’s drive from Wittenberg to Cincinnati was a piece a’ cake, despite the frozen rain and rush hour traffic. Two hours in the car is nothing…
Read More“Almost Home” Hits Wittenberg U.
I am watching CNN with the ladies of 470 Woodlawn. I’m on the campus of Wittenberg University. It’s drizzling outside. We’re all in sweats. We’re all hung over from last night’s livingroom show. I got in around 4 yesterday, really thrashed from the 500 mile commute (through sniper alley). Heather and I immediately headed over…
Read More“Almost Home” In Harrisburg, PA
I’m sitting in Econo Lodge room #219 somewhere west of Harrisburg, PA. It’s wicked late. And I’m completely thrashed. Which sucks, ‘cuz there’s so much I wanted to tell you… Like how just moments onto I-78, staring down the barrel of my second 1200+ mile road trip in as many weeks, I thought to myself,…
Read MoreNote To Self: Don’t
Note to self: when the apartment is strewn with two-week-old party wreckage, half-unpacked luggage, guitar cases and cables, do not shake another vodka martini. Even if it’s infused over blueberries. The upside is, the inevitable hangover woke me up early; early enough to clean up this mess — the dirty clothes and dishes, the mailers,…
Read MoreI watched the sun rise over the city this morning, casting golden light on the jagged, mirrored skyline. On my iPod, Rufus Wainright was singing that “Everything really does happen in Manhattan.” As the city and I awoke, it never felt more true. And I never felt more at home. The 72-hour break between the…
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