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We’re Going To Make It After All
This was in my email inbox tonight… “I came across your website randomly searching for an MP3 of Here Comes Your Man. Your version is brilliant! I think it’d be stellar if you could squeeze in a stop at Cat’s Cradle in Carborro, NC. It’s right in the center of UNC at Chapel Hill and…
Read MorePlanning The Summer’s Gone Tour
Can you smell it? There’s optimism in the air! MM Artist Management head honcho Kevin Medina is 110% on the tour management job. We’re looking at booking the “Summer’s Gone Tour” the third week in September (right on the cusp of the last week of summer and the first week of fall!) from Boston, Massachussettes,…
Read MoreDeep & Simple Songs
Some of my co-workers, by virtue of working for a television network, are entitled to vote on the Emmy Awards (the TV equivilent of the Grammys or Oscars). So they’re deluged with VHS tapes and DVDs “for their consideration.” Jen Vinyard, a writer for MTV News, shares her DVDs with me ‘cuz she knows I’m…
Read MoreBeing There
It’s Sunday morning. I started it early at Starbuck’s with the New York Times, then returned to my apartment to pick up my bike to take into the shop. Instead, I picked up my guitar and wrote this little piece of optimism: “Being There.” Capo second fret, 4/4 time, maybe 110 bpm, kinda’ percussive-like… ADADADEm(GA)…
Read MoreAnother Saturday. I ran, hit the diner (two eggs over easy, ham, home fries, English muffin, orange juice), then walked to the East side, where I picked up a big bottle of Aramis (aren’t you glad you’re privy to such details?) and a coupla’ new clothing type items. Then walked to Times Square where I…
Read More58 years ago today, Allied Forces descended on the eastern coast of France and hurled themselves into a relentless barage of Nazi fire. Thanks to their courageous effort — perservering despite their fears — I’m here tonight, free and grateful. I’m grateful, also, for all of you who’ve emailed me in the past few days,…
Read MoreNew York is sweltering. 56th Street is strewn with debris. The breeze smells of garbage. Summer is here, and the A.C.’s cranked. I must confess to you little musical or creative activity. Every night, walking home from Times Square, I pledge to myself time to play some guitar, to write some songs. But by the…
Read MoreAnother weekend at the beach, this one, much more painful… We began loaded our bikes into the truck Friday night just as the monumental thunderstorm that had been threatening the City all day exploded on Midtown. Soaked, rain still falling, we headed out of the Lincoln Tunnel only to find the Turnpike closed. After detouring…
Read MoreThe BWD Jaggernaut
A turkey burger deluxe with swiss and a fruit salad was just delivered from Olympic Flame diner, so I’ll be brief. After work, I went down to Tribeca to drop “Crash Site” master tapes with Duke. He’s converting the tracks to .aif files so that Kevin can remix “Summer’s Gone” in ProTools. So the remix…
Read MoreThe Space Between
I’m sitting here watching “Dark Blue World” (subtitled Czech WWII drama) when my cell phone rings. Caller ID says “Jennifer Cell,” which is odd; she hasn’t called in months. I say “Hello,” and hear only Dave Matthews, live, breaking into chorus… “The space between what’s wrong and right / Is where you’ll find me waiting…
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