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When my pal, Rockwood Music Hall Talent Buyer, Matt Currie, asked if I’d like to perform one of their Facebook Lives, I jumped at the chance. The date was more auspicious than I’d first thought, roughly coinciding with my first Rockwood shows in 2005. Which was also, far more importantly, the night I met my…

Dogma unnerves me: this much incense; that many Hail Marys; say this, do that; kneel, stand, pray; it positions believers as in or out, amongst us or not, righteous or otherwise. Mine is a more cacophonous faith: messier, more colorful, more inclusive. I think Bo Lozoff’s was too. Mister Rogers was a friend, and a…

For as long as I can remember, music has provided a light I cannot resist: goosebumps, tears, revelation; there is no stronger force. This has never been truer than the last twelve, impossible and inspiring months. I have written an album’s worth of new songs. But mostly, I’ve drafted off other artists’ like a sailor,…

According to the Mayo Clinic, more than 3 million Americans suffer from seasonal affect disorder (SAD, obvs) a mood disorder characterized by depression that typically occurs in climates where there is less sunlight at certain times of the year. By this weekend, nearly ¾ of the calendar day will be cast in darkness. That dramatic…

Rob Markman impressed me from the jump. Born in Flatbush, Brooklyn, Rob put himself through Hunter College working in the mailroom of a tween fashion catalogue. His supervisor dissuaded him from trying to move to the copy department despite the fact that he was moonlighting for The NY Post and XXL where he filed two…

At some point in the hours prior to the Thanksgiving dinners of our childhood, our mother would whisper to Chris and me to begin thinking about what we were thankful for. Soon, we were sprawled alongside our cousins, Kayla and Nancy, on the living room floor, fashioning crude, construction-paper kittens, trees and baseball mitts from…