Super Sunday

Yes, I was supposed to be on American Airlines #801 to LAX in ten minutes. But I’m not. I’m home, two beers in, watching the Superbowl. And I’m blogging in real time. 5:25 PM – I pick up a six of Brooklyn Lager, a bag of Sun Chips, a frozen Mama Celeste and a pint…

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Just A Minute

I woke from a very short, very weird night of dreams at 6:45 this morning. If the sky weren’t so blue, and the buildings painted so brilliantly with morning light, well, then I might just have stayed in bed. But I didn’t. Yes, I grabbed my camera. Yes, the results are above and to your…

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A Day Moment In The Life

It’s just before noon. I am in the third hour of a senior staff meeting. We are discussing The Next Big Thing, the sheer scope of which leaves me struggling for breath. I am in a corner conference room on the fourteenth floor. Fifteen floors above, my voice mail remains unchecked since Wednesday. I lean…

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In My Room

I have medical confirmation. It’s stress. See, the corner of my left eye won’t stop twitching. You wouldn’t notice it to look at me. I look normal. Or whatever I normally look like. But I can feel it. And I can see it. I have what my grandmother used to call “bedroom eyes.” She had…

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Stacked Actors

I’m not much of an actor. I was in a few high school musicals: Fredric in “Pirates of Penzance,” and Pippin in “Pippin.” I sang pretty well. But when it came to convincingly speaking words that weren’t mine, I fell flat. That and I kept breaking character by running my hands through my then-copious bangs.…

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Almost Home

The sun is setting on another weekend. Once again, I’ve spent the balance of it staring over my computer towards the pale blue sky. It’s been great. Let me be clear: despite the natural progression of events that found me move from enthusiasm to exhaustion, I had a good time at the Sundance Film Festival.…

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The Architecture Of Confidence

I am happy. Buzzed, busy, a little frustrated, but happy. Let’s start with the happy. I got in from Utah Wednesday around midnight. I was a little wound so I wrote a new song dedicated to my new friend (The Nadas’) Jason Walsmith called, “The Architecture of Confidence.” I cribbed the title from video director…

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Independent

I am so done with this thing. I have been at the Sundance Film Festival some 72 hours. It feels like a lifetime. For some reason, it got real old real fast. I am bone tired, a bit bummed, and completely callous to star sightings. I’m glad I came, I’m glad I saw, and I’m…

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Hustle & Flow

The first film I saw at the first Sundance I attended has become the biggest deal in Sundance history. Oh, and MTV closed it. For $16M. “Hustle & Flow” is the only film I’ve seen thus far. I knew it was on our docket. In fact, when I landed Saturday afternoon, I thought of it…

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Enjoy The Show

In my second evening here at the Sundance Film Festival, there is one thing of which I have not tired: blue moonlight on snow. Beautiful. I made it to Salt Lake City yesterday afternoon after an excruciating twelve-hour commute. Though I’ve slept most of the way, I am shredded, dehydrated, starving, and suffering from a…

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