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The Leaving
My friend Ken is reading the 9/11 Commission Report. He and I watched Tower Two fall from the window of our office at 8th Street. I distinctly recall the look on his face as we parted company that morning into the unknown State Of Manhattan. We’ve discussed the resulting ramifications, war(s), and our thoughts, hopes,…
Read MoreThe Space Between
I’m the kind of guy whose apartment is in impeccable order: the bed is made, the CDs are alphabetized, and the desk is arranged just so. But take a peak under the couch, and you’ll find a gleeful colony of tantric dust bunnies rolling over on another. And so it will come to no surprise…
Read MoreAll About Us
Rock music is ruining my life. The good news is, I think I’ve finally gotten a handle on this whole home recording thing. The bad news is, I’ve spent 20+ hours on in front of my laptop this weekend recording ONE FUCKING SONG. Behold: ‘Caramelize.’ It happened like this. I had some time to kill…
Read MoreHonky Tonk Blues
Note to self: 3:30 a.m. is not an appropriate weekday in-time for an adult. And Breyer’s strawberry ice cream with a Gatorade chaser is not an acceptable preemptive hangover cure. I’m just in from The Smith Family show at Hank’s in BK. Not the easiest commute: car service to gig ($40), cab back to Union…
Read MoreLeftovers
Walking to the subway from Smith Family rehearsal last night, I thought had it all figured out. I’d pick up a Sapporo from the corner store, order in some sushi, and have a quiet night with the tele. Alas, it was not to be. It was to be an evening of leftovers. Seems that in…
Read MoreHomecoming King
American Airlines Flight #2110 is cruising at an altitude of 37,000 feet somewhere in the skies just northeast of Raleigh Durham. I am in seat 21J, wedged between an elderly Latino couple whose snoring even Keane can’t drown out. I’m almost home. This morning’s helicopter ride was a bust. Despite my colleague’s best efforts to…
Read MoreInto Miami
I’m in the epicenter of American Club Culture with my MTV News colleagues and we spent our evening partying … at The Radisson. I spent the balance of my Monday in transit. Better living through chemistry made takeoff, flight, and landing painless. My knuckles were far from white. In fact, I slept through everything, including…
Read MoreMontauk Triathlon
I spent the balance of my weekend in Montauk cracking jokes with a buncha’ thirtysomething triathletes and surfers about our impending joint replacement surgeries. Good times, really. I’ve lived in New York City nearly ten years but had scarcely set foot on Long Island. Until yesterday. I set out for the LIRR to Montauk late…
Read MoreThe End Is The Beginning
The annual musical during my first year at Conestoga Senior High School was ‘Pippin.’ I played Pippin. My mother said then, and has said since, that ‘Pippin’ is the story of my life. I think, in its way, it’s the story of all of our lives. Basically, it’s about the kid, Pippin, who’s the only…
Read MoreCheap Thrills
Funny thing, rocknroll. Looks cheap. Ain’t. Take tonight’s Sin-e performance, for which I am monumentally stoked. My excitement not withstanding, shit ain’t cheap. $150 – Postcards $160 – Pickup $125 – Pickup installation, tuning and set up $56 – Rehearsal space $16 – Capo $54 – Patchcord(s) $33 – Tamborine (you’ll see) Don’t get me…
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