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Michael Tyler: Essential Invisible
A few years ago now, I was at my first bat mitzvah. It was actually last week’s guest, Ron Lieber’s, daughter, Talia. We were in Brooklyn. I was in my gray suit, feeling sort of stiff and socially awkward. We were queuing for tables, milling about as a New Orleans style marching band stomped through…
View Post Ron Lieber: Intensely Curious
For the last two decades, I’ve turned to my friend, Ron Lieber, to help make sense of life’s “sweet and sour” (as Cameron Crowe once described it to me), those moments that are happy and sad at the same time. As a New York Times Columnist and Best Selling Author, Ron is always on the…
View Post Brian Ives: Do What You Like
For more than thirty years, Brian Ives has kept the music news coming on Sirius Radio, Loudwire, CBS VH1 and MTV, where I met him more than twenty years ago. Brian currently runs digital content operations for Beasley Radio’s 40+ stations, and hosts a new podcast called, “How You Play Your Hand” about musicians and…
View Post Martine McDonald: Being & Becoming
For a while there when we were making “Mister Rogers & Me” in the late aughts, it felt like a very visible project (at least to a certain community of stakeholders, boosters and fans); every stop, start, festival submission and rejection was chronicled on our website, and on social media. Certain voices really championed us.…
View Post Thank You, 2021
Sweet Baby Jesus, what a year. I left Facebook. And I launched Essential Industries. I turned fifty. I took “Friends & Neighbors” weekly. I began writing a book. I recorded a new album in Muscle Shoals (due in 2022); remixed, remastered and reissued my “greatest hits” (listen here!); and played a few rock shows. I tried to slow down, listen…
View Post This Headline Contains Sunshine
It’s the winter solstice, the Dark Night of the Soul, our annual reminder that death is imminent, life is cyclical, and without darkness, there is no light. For years, this time of year has brought me down: the darkness, the cold, the forced cheer and rampant capitalism. Sad memories of Christmases past. But I long ago realized…
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