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Won’t You Be Mine?
Things have been pretty good in The Neighborhood. A few weeks ago, Christofer and I just premiered a second “Mister Rogers & Me” trailer on You Tube, this one with sound bites from Tim Russert, Susan Stamberg, Marc Brown, and Linda Ellerbee. It’s not burning up the Internet, but’s it garnered a few comments, and…
View Post Under The Influence
I couldn’t sleep at all last night. In lieu of counting sheep, then, I spent a few hours considering my Top Ten Albums of All Time. I’m not talking about my Desert Island Discs. These aren’t necessarily the ten albums I’d take with me into eternal solitude (assuming I had electricity in eternal solitude). In…
View Post Druids
Angelica Houston just unveiled her eighteen inch Stonehenge. “No one knows who they were or… what they were doing. But their legacy remains… hewn in the rock of Stonehenge.” I’m watching “This Is Spinal Tap” for at least the two hundredth time. With less than five weeks until my bachelor party, this VH1 Classic moment…
View Post The Forty Thousand Steps
My ass still hurts. The Wagner/Keller World Tour continued this weekend, this time with a stop in Newport, Rhode Island. Newport was founded in the Seventeenth Century by Puritan castaways whose radical principles — namely, the separation of church and state — were later codified in the town’s statutes. An early seaport like Boston, New…
View Post Thunderstorm
I woke to the flash of lightning, then lay there waiting on the thunder. The alarm clock read just 5:06, but I couldn’t go back to sleep; there was too much on my mind. I thought about work (as — it seems — always). I thought about Chris and my show tonight. I needed to…
View Post Mi Cajones
Ryan calls it a “cajon.” The rest of us call it “the box.” Chris and I first spotted young Ryan Vaughn bangin’ on the box at Rockwood Music Hall a few years ago. It wasn’t just the box that impressed, though, it was his use of percussion. I had recently seen Aimee Mann perform, and…
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