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Because Tomorrow Is Not Today
Midway through The Undisputed Heavyweights’ cacophonous, careening, and compelling performance Friday night, front man Casey Shea found himself sprawled across a table top. The wild-eyed singer was freshly fatigued from a six-week, cross-country tour with his other band, Sundown. Less than 72 hours after touching down in New York City, and with nary a moment…
View Post Make It All Alright – MP3
This one found me. I was finishing my coffee, just pacing around the living room with my guitar, when I started strumming this progression. I mumbled nonesense until “baby take a look at me” and “someone save me” emerged. The rest is here on tape (or, um, mp3). Those polyrhythms you hear in the bridge…
View Post Sundown Brings Laurel Canyon To The Lower East Side
Seems kind of perfect that a band that calls itself Sundown would return triumphantly from its cross-country “Rockwood To The Roxy” tour just a few minutes after, well, sundown on the longest, sunniest day of the year, right? Sure, a thunderstorm raged outside just before the acoustic trio began its standing-room-only Rockwood Music Hall performance…
View Post Stars And Hearts And Broken Things (Part I)
I was absolutely clueless after college. Other than recording “Always Almost There” with Steve Feldman (see below), and spending as much time as possible with my then-girlfriend, I didn’t know where to go or what to do. I temped for exactly two days that summer. The first job was cleaning up an out-of-wack filing system…
View Post Rockin’ On The Horse-Sized Pills
Steve Feldman and I met in Syracuse, New York, right around the time when my band, Smokey Junglefrog, was nominated for an inaugural Syracuse Area Music Award. We lost. But Steve won Producer of the Year. Smokey and Steve recorded to albums together, “Au Gratin” and “She’s My Niece” (don’t look for ’em, they’re long…
View Post My Pretty Nice Little Sunday With Tyler Durden, Frank The Tank, And Sven
Driving to Elizabeth this morning, I was reminded of two classic film scenes. Abbigail and I moved into our new apartment together nearly three months ago. Still, our dining room table lacks chairs. Our books are stacked on shoddy, foldable shelves. And our twenty inch television rests on a metallic microwave stand from Lechters. And…
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