Archive for May 2008
What Happens On The Upper East Side…
Yes, that’s Ashton Kutcher with his arm around my wife. I should’ve seen the signs: her new Kabalah bracelet, “The Butterfly Affect” in our Netflix queue, “Punk’d” on TiVo. And she’s been wearing a lot of leapard prints. If only I weren’t at the office all day, then in the edit all night. If only…
Read MoreThe Astronaut’s Lament
It’s Friday night at 6:43 and I’m still at the office when it dawns on me. ‘Shit, I still have to pick up the master tapes.’ Master files, really, but what’s a little nomenclature between friends? All I want to do is go home, grab a beer and hang with the wife. But Travis Harrison…
Read MoreKilling The Blues – Video
We’re twenty minutes into the “Invention of Everything Else” recording session when we start hearing a loud, arrhythmic clicking sound in our headphones. Travis stops rolling. “Ok,” he says. “Who’s got the bum cable?” Chris and I aren’t plugged in. Tony protests. “I checked everything before we started,” he says. “Battery?” Chris and I are…
Read MoreSuperman In Reverse
That was some serious Clark Kent shit. I left the Santa Monica office at 5:43, pointed my Nissan towards Temescal Gateway Park (as I’ve done so many times before), and reasoned with myself the entire way there. “If I get there by 6:30,” I thought, “I can run ’til 7:00. That’ll leave me an hour…
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