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Interference, Inc.
This kills me. The city of Boston was brought to a standstill Wednesday by a bunch of Lite Brite-lookin’ viral advertisements for Aqua Teen Hunger Force. How on earth is that possible? How on earth are all those The Olds (police, government officials, journalists) so out of touch that they can’t distinguish four batteries and…
Read MoreHappiness (More Less)
I woke up on the East Side this morning. I stepped onto First Avene just before sunrise. The sky was pink and blue. The air was crisp. I hailed a cab, and searched my iPod for a cross town soundtrack. I settled on The Verve’s “Lucky Man,” I thought of Casey Shea and my Open…
Read MoreSunken Treasure (Or, The Unabridged Pocket Guide To Lightning)
I want to be Jeff Tweedy when I grow up. I don’t hide my reverence. I’ve recorded his’s songs more than any single songwriter’s (save maybe REM). I’ve covered “I’m Always In Love,” “A Shot In The Arm,” and “California Stars” (which is really Billy Bragg and Wilco covering Woody Guthrie) on three separate albums,…
Read MoreWhen The Aging Magician Should Begin To Believe
I woke up suddenly this morning, anxious with a thousand thoughts for the day ahead. Illness, injury, and weather have kept me off my feet in the last thre months since the New York City Marathon. Something about this morning, though, said, “Now is the time.” So I got out of bed, and went for…
Read MoreThe State Of Our Union
The Malpeques were deliciously briny, and I didn’t have to listen to the president mispronounce “nuclear” once. My father, having read my previous entry, “Blue Monday,” suggested I not watch the State of the Union. “Order a nice bottle of wine,” he suggested. “Have some oysters; January is still a good month. And skip the…
Read MoreCaptive
I understand that capitalism abhors a vacuum. So it didn’t surprise me when ad-strewn programming began popping up on pint-size monitors above urinals, and flat screens materialized in the subway. But the elevator? The last bastion of anxious, corporate silence? The shiny, silver monitor screen first made it debut just before the end of last…
Read MoreBlue Monday
Experts say unpaid Christmas bills, nasty weather and failed New Year’s resolutions combine to make January 22 the gloomiest day on the calendar. I read it on Fox News, so it must be true. I gotta say, though, that all’s well. No gloom here. For now, anyway. My Christmas bills are in order. In fact…
Read MoreA Million To One, Part II
It’s killing me to be in New York City, not Park City. I started at Berwyn Video, a ma ‘n pop video store in suburban Philadelphia, the year before Steven Soderbergh’s “Sex, Lies & Video Tape” and Robert Redford’s Sundance Film Festival put each other on the map. And while my tastes ran more “Die…
Read MoreReach The Dawn
Christofer and I spent yesterday morning interviewing esteemed journalist Linda Ellerbee for our “Mister Rogers & Me” documentary. Read all about it here: “One May Not Reach The Dawn Save By The Path Of The Night” She was great: super substantive, and super inspiring. So I’m super grateful.
Read MoreBesides
I know it looks like gold lamé, but trust me, it’s lime green lamé. And yes, I know that lamé and lame are virtually the same word. The photo in question was taken in the fall of 1996 by my pal John Rosenblatt. The location was a then-shuttered, long-since razed theater on 42d Street —…
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