Blog Posts

American Airlines #126 has begun its descent into Newark, NJ. I can’t believe that just this morning I was looking down from Parker Mesa, some one thousand or more feet above Malibu and the sparkling blue Pacific. And soon, I’ll be emerging from the Lincoln Tunnel into Manhattan, back into the big bad city. So…

Last night at dinner someone asked me, “What do want to do with your life, Benjamin?” I paused a beat and answered, “Rock.” But then, more honestly, answered, “Yunno’, I don’t really know. I’m in sort of a transitional mode.” Endorsing the premise that “No matter where you go, there you are,” I find myself…

What can I tell you? I’m in corporate-wanker/marathon-trainee mode this week, not rock star mode, which is far less cool than, say, touring or recording. Yeah, I have my guitar with me, but I haven’t played it since Sunday (and then, with little enthusiasm). Mostly, I’m doing the “This Is What It’s Like To Live…

Departed EWR Saturday 8am ET. Slept through taxi and takeoff. Touched down at LAX Saturday 11am PT. Went to lunch, then took a beautiful hike through Topanga Canyon to Eagle Rock. We hadn’t summited five minutes when we heard a commotion, and ran to find a woman with a broken ankle cradled in her husband’s…

I’m like the weather: hot, cold, up, down, rain, sun. Today was a good one. So beautiful out. Wedged some fun into a busy Friday. Went running, and watched the city go from night to day. Had lunch with some like-minded (read: have day job as well as creative aspiration) co-workers. Returned Paul Grassini’s tuner…

Yesterday was miserable: cold, gray, sheets of wind-blown rain. The building was creaking all afternoon. Walking home (via Blockbuster, where I rented “Insomnia”), though, the rain settled into a fine mist, and by the time I poked my head out of my bedroom window after dinner, it was the most beautiful fall night you’ve ever…