Archive for February 2, 2004

Walking home from work, stifling the rage that had been bubbling up in me as my most-anticipated dinner plans slipped away in lieu of corporate damage control, I could think of but one phrase: deep and simple. This is, now, what it takes to gain attention for one’s album cycle: partial nudity, faux-lesbianism, fetish gear,…

I’m the kind of guy who walks to the Hudson in the dead of winter to catch golden hour light. Last night’s was spectacular. I caught an afternoon screening of ‘The Station Agent.’ It’s a sweet little independent film about a dwarf (Peter Dinklage) and the people who are drawn to him (Patricia Clarkson most…